It was on January 23rd that I celebrated my birthday– hold up– whoa whoa whoa– but wait a minute.. “Riley’s birthday isn’t on January 23rd… it’s on May 21st.”
The story takes place this past winter break. Riley, a fashion enthusiast, seized a few good sales on a few very good dresses. However, she never ended up having a reason to dress all fancy smancy while back home. Wow. Sad. Hard life. First world problems.
Sorry folks, but it doesn’t end quite yet.
The story continues back at NAU. Riley was casually eating a spinach wrap at the Hotspot for lunch one nippy Thursday afternoon. And don’t get me wrong, that wrap was fiiiinnee. It was dammmnn finnneee. Yet she suddenly developed an immense craving for something more.. but what…what could possibly be more than this??? And then it hit her. She needed some god damn Wildflower.
And what do you know, there’s a part three.
The story once again continues on when Riley sees her gorgeous friends and realizes that their kind souls deserve an opportunity to dress up all nice, go out for a nice meal, and just have a nice time together.
But Riley couldn’t think of any special occasion to celebrate.
Okay, so this is the climax. Eh, it’s not very exciting. *insert hype* This is the part when I improvised. I decided it was the perfect time to have the birthday dinner I always say I am going to have, but never do. And pals, 10/10 recommend celebrating your birthday whenever you feel like it. My purpose wasn’t to celebrate myself (I mean it wasn’t a typical party with presents and party favors), but instead to make some high-quality memories with some high-quality people. But don’t get me wrong, this is the first birthday I’ve ever celebrated alone, without my metaphorically Siamese (not by choice clearly) twin racing to blow out the same candles as me. But, back to the point, it was the perfect excuse to dress snazzy, enjoy a dinner that’s a slight upgrade from campus crap, and live life on the edge (or should I say veg?? LOL that wasn’t funny I will stop now) by driving in the blizzard that’s been plaguing Flagstaff for about four days now.
And yes, we had a great time. I told a worker (not going to say his name because I know my blog is so famous that those Wildflower corporate personnel might see this) that it wasn’t actually my birthday and after whispering “shhhh”, he let me pick out a slice of cake. Shout out to him.
But all in all, this is one of my few blog posts that actually have somewhat of a purpose. If you want to go out & do some shenanigans, whether it be 4 in the afternoon or 4 in the morning, don’t hesitate. You don’t need a reason to enjoy yourself. & if you really want an excuse, follow my lead, & decide that today is the lucky day. Today is the day you are choosing to celebrate your birthday.
Happy Birthday! I hope it is a memorable one!! xo