I had started to create a totally different post to talk about my 40th birthday but it made me sad. I have decided to acknowledge the great parts of my birthday weekend instead. I had two of my closet friends come to celebrate with me. Patty from Virginia and Delanea from Texas. We went to a nice restaurant called Live Edge. They had a live band, which I can’t remember the name of, who gave an awesome performance.
We left there and meet up with my family at Club Opium.
My cousin Kermit and his band gave a great live performance and had everyone dancing. The band’s name is Quinn & Jukebox. Check them out next time you are in Atlanta.
The next day was a little different. Pretty much rained the whole day. I had wanted to climb Stone Mountain but I guess not. We did finally get ourselves to moving and rode around the city. My cousins Kehana and Lamia live in Atlanta so they were our tour guides. That evening we went to Suite Lounge.
Still toasting to my 40 years on this planet.
Nice bar and restaurant. Rode around some more and took a few great night pictures.
Also, we saw a really disturbing sight. A homeless young man laying in the street. Initially, my cousin thought he had been hit but he was actually laying by the vent. He had no blankets or coverings of any kind. He was getting heat from the vent. Kehana had a blanket and a sheet in her trunk. We drove back around and she gave him those items. Very heartbreaking.
Sunday, it was like I was in Toledo. The temperature was in the forties. Very cold and windy. I was able to meet up with Patty for breakfast before her flight was due. It was a nice little cafe with a french theme.
Sadly, Delanea’s flight left out early so I didn’t get to see her before she left. One valuable lesson I did learn from this. I will not plan a trip with friends and family again. It is either one or the other. My family was definitely trying to hog me. I didn’t get to spend nearly as much time with my friends. And I was so looking forward to really hanging with them. After breakfast, we just stayed in the room and watched movies.
Let’s just say that my weekend did not turn out as expected. And 40 is not exactly off to a good start. I am trying to not have a bad attitude about it. But I think I’m still holding a grudge. Lol. Well a year is a long time to hold a grudge. I’ll be over it before 41.
For all who shared this milestone birthday with me before and after the day, I thank you. I am grateful and appreciative for each and every one of you. My circle is so small but it is filled with love, understanding and acceptance. What more could a girl ask for? I would have liked for a different outcome but we sometimes have to make the most of what we get. I had purchased this shirt from Target because I felt that this was my time and I am not giving up on this tag line. These next years I am going to make them my best years. Let The Adventure Begin!
