I had a great birthday weekend, including a night out with my girlfriends and homemade cookin’ at my parents’ house. (not to mention a soccer game, more rehearsals for K Belle’s “Godspell” production, and the longest wedding I’ve ever attended performed by the same priest from “The Princess Bride” or Barney Frank … or a combination of the two)
The girls’ night out started with dinner at one of my favorite restaurants, Bonefish Grill.
Here are the girls:
Here’s the Bang Bang shrimp:
Because I was in food heaven, I forgot to take a picture of my main dish, which was a seared Mahi Mahi, topped with some kind of delicious sauce over steamed spinach and lump crabmeat. And, the garlic mashed potatoes will make you slap yo’ mama.
Here’s the argument over which dessert was better: Creme Brulee (the winner) and a brownie … no competition, Natalie. My creme brulee eats your brownie for breakfast.

Here’s the gift:

We killed some time by hopping over to Target for candy for the movie and Starbuck’s for coffee. I totally thought I could sneak a pumpkin spice latte into the movie without spilling a drop in my purse. Wrong about the not spilling.
The movie we chose, because of the hilarious previews, was “The Invention of Lying.” Bad choice.
The best part of the movie was before it started, when Natalie and I each enjoyed a pouch of Pop Rocks that she bought for me (after she told me she just discovered them … she’s just a baby. I discovered them the year they were invented … 1975. They pulled them from store shelves in 1983 … probably still before she was born … because people thought that if you mixed Pop Rocks with soda, your stomach would explode. Turns out, that’s not true. I would have exploded a long time ago if that were the case. In fact, some of my best childhood memories include Pop Rocks.)
Anyway …
At the point of the movie where the main character made up a “lie” about what happens after death just to make people feel happy, we walked out. The “lie” was the truth that all Christians believe. I felt like my faith was being mocked.
The movie was quite offensive and not funny. The only funny parts were the ones we had already seen on the preview. And, one of us fell asleep, while two others struggled to keep their eyes open, including me.
TWO THUMBS DOWN!

All in all, the ol’ birthday week was good.
I’ve decided that if I’m going to lie about my age, I’m going to lie up. Think of how many, “you look so good for your age” comments I’ll get. I think I’d rather that. So, I’m actually 52.