I turned 39 this past Sunday.
My daughter and I share the same birthday (as does @selenagomez!). Over the years this has turned into a fun game of arguing over whose birthday it is. And over these years my priorities of what I want on my birthday have changed.
- Farrell’s Ice Cream Parlor.
When I was younger I remember going here for my birthday. All the pomp and circumstance! This place more or less disappeared. When I saw they had re-opened a few in Southern California I knew what we were going on my LIZ’s birthday.
I couldn’t have been happier when the band came out, drums and horns blaring and LIZ on her chair. She’s never seen anything like this. She had this crazy big smile on her face as she soaked up being the center of attention (for literally the entire restaurant).
In that very instant I saw the young woman she will eventually become. Full of confidence and poise.
- My son took me to lunch.
Those who know me know I enjoy a great culinary experience. I like tasting new foods. I love the presentation.
When WNZ asked me what I wanted for my birthday, I told him I only wanted him to take me out for lunch (well all four of us). I figured I’d give him some cash and let him treat. The more we talked about it the more I could tell he was getting excited about doing it.
He took me out to lunch at Opah Restaurant, a place my wife and I used to visit when we lived in the area. I kept trying to give him money but he’d have none of that.
“Do you need some money?”
“No Dad, I’ve got this.”
And in that instant, I saw the young man that he will eventually become. Full of independence and pride.
I may not be a man with a lot of material wealth but nothing could have made me happier than those two things this weekend.