Last Friday, the count-down to the end of my twenties and (gasp) beginning of my thirties commenced.  I have never been one to care about age before, so why should it be any different now?  Age is only a number after all, and if my birthday was any indication on how the year will go, I say, come on thirty!

It started off like any other week-day, except for the fact that I was wearing a date-dress during the day (covered up with a sweater).  After work, I hurried downtown to meet Billy at our favorite restaurant in Little Italy.  The food was delicious as usual; we shared a bottle of wine and veal parmigiana, and each had our own pasta.  I dream about their pasta.  Then we headed to Brooklyn, where I got my present (finally!  I had been hearing about said present for about a month).  I have the most amazing boyfriend; he bought me a beautiful necklace, and I have to say, my eyes started tearing a little as he put it on me.  I’ve never loved something so much or felt so much love from one person.  I have not taken the necklace off since.  Okay, that’s a lie.  I’ve taken it off to shower and sleep since I don’t want anything to happen to it. 

A little later, I freshened up my makeup, changed into jeans and we set off to meet friends for drinks.  It was a lot of fun, filled with old friends and new, and we were out for quite a while.  We ended the night walking home in the rain (more like drizzle), getting into pajamas and eating the rest of my pasta from dinner…and ice cream :).  Speaking of ice cream, I also now own an ice cream maker, something that I’ve wanted ever since I was a little girl (my favorite American Girl character made ice cream in one of her books), and cannot wait to make ice cream in the very near future.

Advertisements

One thought on “Turning Twenty-Nine

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s