Sunday, March 2 0 comments

I turn 50. I hope no one noticed.

For my birthday I really wanted to go out for brunch. I figured this would be a way for my family to get together, have a nice visit, and allow everyone to do what they want with the rest of their Sunday. And luckily my birthday fell on a Sunday, making Sunday Brunch at the Packing House an easy choice. The food is always fabulous and it's close to home. I'm sure it was a little inconvenient since 10 am is pretty early for those who are younger, but it's my 50th birthday and so I get to have things my way for this one day.

One thing I will remember is the temperature. After a long, cold winter with more snow to come, this day was warm and sunny and walking outside was refreshing, not biting cold. As it turns out, the Packing House opens at 10 and we got there 10 minutes early so we had to wait outside. We walked a block enjoying the great weather. By the time we were headed back, the kids were pulling into the parking lot.

Pauline, the hostess greeted me with a big Happy Birthday, and we talked about how well we've aged. I felt like a VIP with all the special attention by her and the staff. We ate like little piggies and spent a long time chatting and hanging out.

After breakfast, Bailee came home with us and we headed out to do some birthday shopping while everyone else went their own way. It was a nice way to spend the day. When I turned 40, it was all about partying and hanging out with friends, this birthday was much less eventful and I am truly grateful for that. All that wild and crazy stuff was fun, but I really need to soak up this milestone quietly and thoughtfully.
 
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