Twenty Five – times 25

My wonderful  family joined me for the celebration of my day of birth – My 9,161st day of birth to be exact. That’s right, my Big 25.

The older I get, the more I realize how time truly flies by. For instance, my 25th birthday was on September 13th and it took me a month to write about it. I tend to be quite hard on myself for not crossing every item off my To Do list (such as not writing this blog and not starting my DIY like I promised in the last post), but the older you get, the faster time flies, the longer your list gets, resulting in the repeated occurrence of leaving at least one thing off your list.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m checking off many other things: Joined my first Fantasy Football League (which takes up most of Sunday), joined a yoga studio and finally got a few incline stands, went paddle boarding, added Account Manager and Payroll Specialist to my resume without even asking for it, went to three happy hours, attended 2 Padre’s games, started wedding planning, just to name a few,  so it’s not like I’m necessarily in a bad spot; however, there are quite a few things missing a check mark (DIY, deciding on next step for education and/or career, visiting lancaster, buying new tires, going to the dentist!) I’m just going to have to learn to be an adult and realize – time flies, so hold on and enjoy it.

Now I should get back to telling you about how I enjoyed gorgeous blue skies in San Diego with my lovely family during my birthday weekend.

Friday, September 13th (25th Birthday)

My brother Justin and parents drove down to San Diego, where we barbecued in the backyard, opened presents (yes, this is an important birthday, we literally took pictures of opening presents like when you’re 5 and it’s Christmas morning).

Hi I’m Nick and I BBQ like a king… Left to Right: Alex/Zoe, Dad, Mom, Brother, and the Birthday girl.

I read my cards allowed and kissed my lottery ticket for good luck. Cheese!

Why didn’t anyone buy me copper mugs for my birthday? Moscow Mule – favorite cocktail

This is why I’m not a model and I really need a Stylist. Thank you mom and dad for the Betsy Johnson ankle boots and colorful scarf.

I decided to not show anymore modeling pics.

Saturday, September 14th.

Rachel woke up and hit the road early to meet us for brunch. We went to Wonderland in Ocean Beach, because I love the view, omelets, and mimosas.

The soon-to-be Brothers.

Rachel Pace. She’s beautiful, but refuses to smile. Good thing she is beautiful even when she doesn’t smile. 

After brunch, we went to the Coronado Art Walk.

This is my big brother Justin. He’s going for his MFA at Long Beach and will one day sell paintings for $XXX,XXX,XXX.00

This is my dad Lonnie. He belongs on a beach – cool, calm, and collected – and looks great in hats. 

And then there is Us with the SD skyline.

After a long day in the sun, we all went back to take naps and change into our evening attire. Nick’s parents and brother John met us at our house in Normal Heights. Then we drove over to Little Italy together.

Dinner was served and served well at – Hexagone

Thank you John and Chona

Brothers

Mom and Dad

And of course – Nick.

Pictures. They allow you to tell the most amazing stories – over and over again.

Cheers.