As a special calendarial treat, my birthday fell on the long, Labor Day weekend. So of course we had to celebrate with a road trip to see my family. Bank holidays cannot be wasted when one is a bank teller!
Upon arrival we devoured my mom’s FABULOUS gluten-free fruit tart instead of birthday cake.
We finished the evening with an excellent indy film that was simultaneously edgy and heartwarming. Not the best for young kids, but the perfect discussion-sparker for highschool and college students. If you haven’t seen the movie rendition of Don Miller’s popular book, Blue Like Jazz, then you should!
The next morning, we enjoyed a traditional tea-party breakfast that is usually reserved for Christmas…
And took a few whacks at a pinata with some good old friends before driving south!
Oh, and I can’t forget the awesome present my hubby gave me. Yes, I have caved and joined the free-trade granola brigade. I am now the proud owner of Chacos. You can blame Colorado.