KIDDING! I’m still here, my party people!

Although, I’m not sure this is the same me. Could I really be blogging again already? Maybe this new age also flipped over a new leaf.

We were supposed to hit Las Vegas, but some car issues scratched that long drive, so we opted for Laguna Beach instead. If you were a loser tween girl like me then at some point in your life you probably remember having your eyes glued to the TV, watching MTV’s Laguna Beach: The Real Orange County. It was an original show starring high school seniors who were rich enough to get away with drinking on the beach and going to Cabo for Spring break. Tough life man. When I was a high school senior we were sneaking off to fields to share Smirnoff or waiting outside the Byrne Dairy for someone to buy us reject buying us PBRs, not hosting parties at an exclusive hotel.

Anyhow, we headed up there for the day and spent most of our time walking around. The city itself is a lot smaller than I expected, which is probably why those kids had to fly to Mexico for a good time. We stopped in the shops, grabbed lunch, and created our own rendition of the Laguna Beach intro.

On my actual birthday, these two ladies braved it with me back to Tijuana for dinner. To reiterate, I’ve made it a personal goal of mine to spend my birthday outside of the country every year since turning 21. So far it’s been Rome, Italy; Mataro, Spain; Ameglia, Italy; And now Tijuana, Mexico. It’s a great tradition and excuse to get out of the country and travel!

We returned to Caesar’s where we enjoyed more than just a salad this time, including steak, salmon, pasta, and platefuls of delicious desserts. They were even sweet enough to sing to me.

Some people don’t like celebrating their birthdays or being the center of attention. I can’t relate. Wanna throw me a party or announce my name over a speaker? Go for it. It’s the perfect opportunity to get as silly or crazy as you want and no one can be mad at you because of the birthday card. Apparently getting older has some perks.

My roommates provided some wonderful decorations to wake up to, featuring 25 balloons with an embarrassing photo attached to each. What gems.

Also side thanks to them and everyone else for the birthday wishes and fun!

So of course that weekend we continued celebrating. Saturday featured a lovely surprise birthday brunch followed by a bar crawl that left everyone physically crawling back to their perspective caves.

I was also surprised with a delicious Carvel birthday cake that melted all over the table, but was a great combination to that bottomless mimosas on deck.

Finally, we did a Sunday Funday. HA. I didn’t leave my house until 7 PM at night and that my friends, is how you should feel the day after you turn 25.