Turned 23 on Saturday. First birthday out of N.Y. (except for the teensy-tiny exception of my birth in S. Korea).
Blake and I went to the movies on Friday and saw "Observe and Report." Before seeing it, I read some reviews. They were not kind. I won't get into details, but it had its low (very low) points and its high (very high) points. So, it was disgusting, disturbing and inappropriately hilarious. It takes the award for "random funny." Seriously. Lots of things you just don't see coming.
Anyway, Saturday I made myself a cake (devil's food with cream cheese chocolate icing) and for dinner, Blake grilled a steak to perfection. It was a great night... until I got sick. Spent the last hour or so of my birthday seriously ill. Oh well. I was okay when I woke up for Easter.
What did we do for the big event? Well... I took an allergy pill, made fried chicken, passed out from said-allergy pill and then we watched a movie. The last half of dinner up until the movie-watching is blackout. Happy Easter. Thanks, Benadryl.
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