I had a really good birthday this weekend. Never mind that I was sort of struck by how old I was in a way that I wasn’t last year (I’ll get to that in a different post), but I spent it with lunches and dinners out with friends starting mid-week last week, including a spontaneous visit with my old, half-Asian rapper friend, Pete, on Saturday. Felt like old times when we were hanging out all the time and meeting each other up last minute and walking all over the city.
That evening, Saturday, I went to bed before midnight for the first time in many months and slept almost 9 hours. Sunday morning, the storm from the previous night cleared, and we went to the Old Westbury Gardens. I haven’t been there in about 15 years and I’m not sure why we never took the kids there considering it’s just a few minutes from where my parents live because it’s seriously like a little kid paradise of secret gardens waiting to be discovered. The trees were still pretty bare and few flowers were in bloom, but it was beautiful nonetheless and the girls were super happy to be running around this magical place. Can you believe that this was once a private residence? The mansion, and specifically the dining room, which was kept intact in period furnishings is pretty insane.
So if you’re wondering what’s up with the oysters, Mark planned a special surprise picnic with all this amazing food, including fresh oysters that he shucked right there at the picnic tables. Oh yeah, and 7 layer chocolate/white chocolate birthday cake (edit: yes, yes. Mark made the cake). And super delicious Korean food dinner with my parents later that night. Yeah, really good birthday.
I’m back to my old ways staying up way too late tonight (watching my hero, PJ Harvey live at the Youtube Coachella stream), but it’s Spring Break, the girls don’t have school in the morning and hopefully they’ll catch the hint with the bowls of cereal we left out for them on the table and let me sleep in.