Oh, God, that title sounds sad.
It’s not that sad! It’s fine! My birthday is this Friday. And as a 26-in-two-days year old, I realize this sounds ridiculous, but it’s the first time I haven’t spent my birthday with my family. Look, it’s not weird. My family is really nice. You’d like to spend your birthday with them, too. You can’t though, probably, because you’re a stranger, and that would be weird. I don’t know. I’m sure they’d let you. They’re legitimately really nice.
But this year my birthday falls the same weekend as my alma mater’s croquet tournament (you know what? I’m just laying out my entire life. Just letting it go like Lena Dunham, here). So, I’m taking the train back to my college town on my birthday. I’m having a party the night before (Thursday), but most of my friends from college won’t be in town until Saturday so my actual birthday will be spent… mostly alone.
I’m not dating anyone, and I feel sort of silly pulling friends out of work to say “have brunch with me!” especially when I’ll have seen them the night before. Still, I don’t want it to pass entirely unnoticed.
So. I’m taking the day off work. I’ll probably get on the train at 2:00. This gives me the morning in New York and the evening in Annapolis. Here are some ideas I have so far, but I’m not sure how well this will pan out, or whether these seem sufficiently celebratory:
Drink like a man
Drink champagne like a man (churlishly)
Alternatively, go to pilates that morning. I like pilates.
Eat every carb in the entire world.
Eat every carb in the world and add a fried egg to all of them.
Eat anything that is from Momofuku Milk Bar.
Eat like Saturn