Long Hair, Don't Care: How long is your birthday?

Lydia said to me, "I feel like your birthday always seems to extend way more than a day." And she was right. And I am incredibly grateful for my incredible family, friends and co-workers who make it that way.

This year, my birthday kind of snuck up on me. With the craziness of moving and getting settled into a new city and routine over the past weeks, I couldn't believe my eyes when I looked at my calendar and saw that my birthday was right around the corner. I also couldn't believe that I was turning the big 25 this year. A full quarter century old!

Two weekends before my birthday, I headed home to Grand Rapids to celebrate Easter with my family. We also went out to dinner to celebrate my birthday at Bonefish Grill. I was surprised with this delicious and rich cookie pie (I don't like cake).

(Birthday dinner)

The next weekend I was back in Chicago and decided to celebrate my birthday with my friends (my real birthday fell on a Monday this year). Mary and I kicked off the weekend with a low-key dinner at Kuma's. Whenever I'm at a place with exceptionally good or unique food I always think of Laurissa and how I wish she could experience it too. I didn't inspect the menu too closely while I was there, but just from briefly skimming the burger choices I think she would've died. (They're all named after famous rock bands!)

Lydia was coming into town and she suggested we go for a birthday weekend run. I hate running but I agreed because she promised there would be treats at the end. It was perfect weather for a run, sunny with just a bit of breeze and the views from beach we ran to were spectacular. (I should clarify that this run turned into a walk.)

(Views of the Lake and the skyline deserve two thumbs up.)

Finally, we made it to Everybody's Coffee for delicious treats. This coffee house was so fun and probably my new favorite, and my iced latte was spectacular as well. While I ran to the bathroom, Lydia surprised me with this amazing cinnamon roll topped with a koala. I died.

(I LOVED this!)

Celebrations continued Saturday evening (I have such great friends!). Mary had arranged for us to head to DOC Wine Bar. It was really beautiful spot and they served flights of wine! All of the flights were named after Chicago neighborhoods, I had the Lakeview (appropriate since that's where I live). We also all shared the Grande Butcher Block which had some of the best meat and cheese you can imagine (I tried duck!) and a brie and pear bruschetta which was heaven.

(Flights of wine!)

Full of wine and cheese we headed to the J. Parker, the rooftop bar at the Lincoln Hotel. The weather was perfect for sitting outside with the fire pits and the views of the lake and the city were spectacular. The cocktails at this bar were also pretty good and I learned I actually really like dirty martinis (surprising, since I HATE olives)!