So, it's official. I am 35 years old. I'm celebrating a week of my birthday that started last Friday with many mojitos and will end in the wee hours of Saturday in West Hollywood.
The day of my birthday went very well, even though Gabriel had to endure his 5-year-old checkup complete with three vaccinations, a TB test, and a blood draw. He was a very brave little boy and is now completely ready for school.
I navigated the waters of eating at Denny's for breakfast (I'm not going to be snobbish and pass up a free birthday meal), eating carbs that should not have gone in my mouth, but I used the excuse it was my birthday. I was informed by Dana that I was going to have my flying lesson on Thursday at 12 noon - I am beyond thrilled to do this! I had a manicure and pedicure and later we went out to a local Mexican restaurant where, again, my entire meal was free. I even had free birthday flan - olé! Then it was off to German class where I brought mini cupcakes for the class and my friend made lemon cupcakes. I had one mini and one regular sized cupcakes. Can you say "sugar overload?" I just don't eat much refined sugar anymore, so I was feeling pretty weird after that. Thank goodness for water.
The good thing is that I don't really want any sugar. I'm perfectly happy not eating anything with sugar in it, especially after yesterday. With that being said, sugar is not my "food drug of choice," so it's pretty easy for me to avoid things with sugar in them.
I've indulged. And I'm not going to feel guilty about it. I'm exercising and feeling good. Next week is not my birthday week and I will be more faithful to my plan. After all, bathing suit shopping will be here before I know it.
It feels fantastic to be 35!