This weekend I celebrated my 28th birthday the best way I know how- I didn’t do any homework, for all of Saturday. Nothing. I caught up on Scandal, I ordered takeout, and I napped with my cats. It was glorious! My actual birthday was bookended by adventures with some of my West Philly and Bryn Mawr friends. On Friday night we went to Stimulus, one of the larger gay parties in the city, and had a great time. Lots of dancing, lots of strobe lights. I don’t go out super frequently, so going out for my birthday, with people I enjoy, was excellent. Then, on Saturday night, I went to a Friendsgiving feast with the same group of people. I didn’t cook (remember, I did nothing on my birthday!), but I did grab some wine and bring that over. Easy and delicious housewarming gift.
My friendship soulmate, Katie, had asked if I wanted a cake, and I didn’t- I love having a birthday that falls around/on Thanksgiving, because while I don’t love the holiday (violent colonialism!), I definitely love eating my weight in side dishes and pie. So, I said no to a cake, but yes to a bowl of stuffing with candles in it. Here’s a picture of Katie telling everyone to sing!
Then, yesterday, we went to see Mockingjay in the University City theatre. It was great- the theatre wasn’t too crowded, and we got a bunch of dollar candy at the grocery store across the street. I haven’t been to the movies since before the semester started, because it always feels like such a crazy luxury. I’m so glad we went! I’d love to discuss the movie with some more people, because it left me with a pile of feelings that I wasn’t entirely sure how to process.
This week, I’ll be traveling to New York to see my parents and my sister, and eat a second Thanksgiving dinner, and perhaps con my mom into making me an extra pie. Truly, folks, once it gets a little chilly, I just want to eat pie for every meal. Also, my dad is a clown in the Macy’s parade! If you watch it, keep your eyes peeled for a very, very tall bearded skinny guy- he’s apparently a “breakfast clown” this year, but no one knows what that means.
What are your holiday plans? Tell me!