Does anyone else out there celebrate their half birthday? Because I do!
Today is officially my half birthday and I am now 26 (and a half) years old. I know it sounds crazy, but I have always wanted a summer birthday. I have had this wish ever since I was a kid for many reasons. The first reason was the fact that in the summer there were always a bunch of fun birthday party ideas – like going to the waterpark, riding on rollercoaster rides, or even having a camp fire. When your birthday is during the cold winter months in Minnesota, it usually involves no one being able to make it to your party because the roads are covered in ice. And if anyone were able to make it, you were forced to stay inside so your faces wouldn’t freeze off. The second reason is the December birthday curse. For all of the December babies out there, you know EXACTLY what I’m talking about! If your birthday happens to fall anywhere around Christmas time, you may or may not have experienced this said curse. It’s when either your birthday gift and Christmas gift are somehow combined in to being just one gift OR you want to celebrate and nobody is available because it is around the Holidays and everyone has prior commitments. I mean, it isn’t ALWAYS that way, but trust me, it definitely happens. That kind of curse is something a summer birthday will never have to experience.
One year ago today I moved to this city and I never looked back.
Ever since I was young, I remember dreaming of such a moment, but I never truly believed that it would come true for me. I’m not quite sure when I decided to not let my dreams just be dreams. I have a feeling it was somewhere in between Zach getting a call from The Today Show while we were eating at Buffalo Wild Wings one day and the moment where I stood with tears streaming down my face as I lugged two large suitcases on a one-way plane ride to NYC. When I look back on it, I guess I never really went out and chased my dreams…I was kind of just pushed in to them after life got sick of me staying in my comfort zone for too long.
I love going on adventures. Especially to places I’ve never been.
This weekend I set out on a mission. I had been wanting to visit the Brooklyn Bridge for some time since moving to the city, but I never really made the time to actually do it. Since my anniversary of becoming an official New Yorker is quickly approaching, I decided that I had to finally make the time to go see it. Only then would I feel like I accomplished almost everything I wanted to after living in New York City for a whole year.
Welcome to the Rainbow Room.
It is an iconic New York City landmark where you can experience world class dining and entertaining 65 stories above Rockefeller Center. I wasn’t quite sure what we were getting in to when we made these fancy reservations one Sunday for brunch, but boy am I thankful that we got to experience it. Needless to say, it may or may not be the only time that we will have the honor to dine there because the price tag isn’t for the faint of heart! BUT I must say that it was worth every single penny and I left feeling like I was wined and dined like royalty. They had stations upon stations of the most delicious food, a whole freshly pressed juice and smoothie bar, an entire corner dedicated to just desserts, and there was a menu that you could specially order from. I haven’t even gotten to the best part – it was completely unlimited! And the second best part? That view. Oh, don’t even get me started on how beautiful that view of New York City was.
Spring has officially arrived in the city and I couldn’t be happier – even if that means having 5 million rainy days in a row. I feel like I may never truly be able to pick my favorite season amongst the rest, but there is something really special about the arrival of Spring. It is so fascinating to see how everything that was once dead seems to come back to life over night. One day I am looking outside my window and staring at sad, naked trees and the next morning, little green buds are blooming on each and every branch. Spring is a time of new beginnings and a time to remind us that we can have a fresh start and will continue to grow – no matter what the circumstances.