You say it's your birthday...

Yeah, that's right. It's my birthday, too! I'm a grand old thirty-five today.

For celebrating, Jrex reserved seats at a super fancy restaurant for us and my Dad. The only reason we can afford this is the check that comes from my MIL for my birthday. Two days ago, I realized I'd rather spend that check going to New York to shop with my MIL for interview clothes. As a designer, I have to look cutting edge, see? Somehow that reflects how up-to-date I am on trends and therefore reflects my caliber as designer. Ugh. I'm telling you, shorts and a baseball cap should be fine, right?

This sent Jrex into a mild panic. Not necessarily about the shopping trip but for what to do to celebrate. The restaurant is easy, this woman who's saying, "As long as I can have an adventure with you and Dad, I don't care" is an unknown commodity.

But I figured it out. We're going to go duckpin bowling then come home to dress up and go listen to jazz. Both are things I've wanted to do since moving here.

I'm off to the lanes, bay-bee!!