On Saturday we had our First Annual Birthdaversary Party, in honor of the confluence of my birthday (the 18th of April), our wedding anniversary (the 22nd of April), and Wrenn’s birthday (the 2nd of May). About 30 people showed up at various times over the course of Saturday afternoon and evening to be fed handmade pasta with my tomato sauce, Wrenn’s barbecued chicken, cold antipasto from Little Italy (including Italian bread from Addeo’s, cold cuts and fresh mozzarella from Tino’s, and tomatoes and melons from the green grocer in the central market), salad with my mustard viniagrette, and Wrenn’s homemade brownies and whipped cream (both made from scratch, and the whipped cream is tinged with Chambord). Everyone seemed to be having a good time, and they certainly ate a lot of food….
We always start the party at 3, which gives us time for last-minute house prep, and it goes on until the last people leave. Some folks didn’t arrive until close to 9pm, and it finally broke up around 1am.
On top of that, the party was bookended by two karate promotions for my afterschool programs — one Friday afternoon, one Sunday afternoon — which both went supremely well. We also had Meredith for the whole weekend and Nokona and her brood for a chunk of the weekend, and we got to do things with them, also, from breakfast at the local bagel place to dinner at a ramen place on the upper west side.
Meredith also gave me my birthday present, which I wore on Sunday:
That’s Nokona’s daughter Ohana photobombing me. The shirt says, “A BLACK BELT IS A WHITE BELT THAT NEVER GAVE UP.” Especially fitting after achieving my sandan.
Now it’s back to the grind, as I have a ton of work to do on the tie-in novel this week, and it’s also Wrenn’s birthday on Wednesday and I’m doing karate spring camp this weekend, and then I’m going to L.A. for a week next week for a project I can’t actually talk about yet. Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee!