We’re spending the weekend on the Cape, in Provincetown, MA, celebrating a friend’s 50th Birthday.
Just arrived this morning, so we’re kicking off the weekend with Blood Red Mimosas at Bayside Betsy’s, one of our favorite Ptown restaurants!
“There will be no one like us when we are gone, but then there is no one like anyone else, ever. When people die, they cannot be replaced. They leave holes that cannot be filled, for it is the fate — the genetic and neural fate — of every human being to be a unique individual, to find his own path, to live his own life, to die his own death… I cannot pretend I am without fear. But my predominant feeling is one of gratitude. I have loved and been loved.”
It was quite a weekend.
Jim arrived Thursday to help me celebrate the festivities, so he, Jeffrey and I went to Bomber’s Burrito Bar in Troy to kick off the weekend with Taco Salads and Watermelon Margaritas.
Friday, Jeffrey went to work and Jim took me to get my birthday present from Jeffrey: A new bike. I had had my eye on this bike for two years and I was finally getting it, thanks to Jeffrey’s generosity and Jim’s CRV. I was very excited to get it home:
I’ll be hell on wheels, no doubt!
We did a few other errands, then had a great lunch at another local place: Ginger Man. Needless to say, there were cocktails involved.
Friday night, we went to yet another local establishment: Ilium Cafe, where we had a great dinner and possibly another cocktail or two. After we got home, we decided we weren’t ready to call it quits, so we headed out to a nearby ice cream stand for soft serve ice cream cones. That put an end to our gluttony and evening.
Saturday, we got up early and headed out. I had been told to pack a bag but nothing else. We stopped for breakfast, then took a drive and wound up about 45 minutes away, in Ballston Spa, where we spent the day shopping in Antique Stores:
(I do declare, is this a say something hat or what?)
I also spotted two signs along the way that the Universe wanted me to have a happy birthday:
I may also have done a little damage in the local comic book shop there (shhh!) It was approaching noon, and we were getting hungry, so we started to look for a lunch spot. A handsome fella passed the three of us on the street and made a cute comment about needing to join us since he’d fit right in, as he rubbed his bald head. Jeffrey said “why don’t you?” as we kept walking. After we got seated at an outside table at a nearby eatery, the guy came walking around the corner, spotted us, and asked if we were serious about him joining us. What could we say? So, he sat down, had lunched with us, chatted a a bit, then paid the bill and left. Turns out he’s a fairly well known local chemical engineer. Who knew?
Left to Right: Jeffrey, me, new friend Tobin, and Jim
After lunch, we headed to Saratoga to check out a few other stores, then headed back to Schenectady (near where I work) and checked into a hotel. We all rested a bit, then showered and dressed and walked to dinner at a nearby favorite restaurant, Aperitivo. More cocktails ensued. Then it was off to a 7:00 performance of “Mamma Mia” at Proctor’s Theater. The show was great and we had the best time. The woman sitting to the left of Jim was a hoot and we became fast theater friends.
After the show, we walked back to Aperitivo for drinks. The lighting was bad, but we managed to get a selfie after 20 tries:
We were feeling peckish again, but the kitchen was closed, so we wandered across the street to another Bomber’s (different location) for some appetizers and a nightcap. We were the oldest guys there by at least a decade and a half. We brought my birthday in at midnight, then headed back to the hotel and bed. We were pooped.
Sunday morning (my actual birthday) we headed home, but stopped off at breakfast. When we got home, Jeffrey and Jim surprised me with a garage of presents. There were four categories: comics, giraffes, peanuts (all things I collect) and other:
Comic Gift sampling:
Giraffe Gift sampling:
Peanuts Gift Sampling:
The guys overdid it (as they always do) but I loved each and every gift and card I got.
Jim, sadly, had to head home before the final event of the night and my birthday weekend: a final dinner out with our gang of birthday guys at another local favorite, Bellini’s. There were more cocktails, and more gifts, but I just can’t post more pics of gifts because it is truly an embarrassment of riches! Suffice it to say, my cup runneth over. We made it home and to bed, exhausted, sated, stuffed and serene, my puppies snuggling in for a final birthday snuggle before I faded off to sleep.
I thought that was it, but this morning I was barraged at work with signs, cards and gifts from co-workers:
(Yes, that says 60th…Grrrr!)
It was a fantastic, over the top Birthday. I’ll need a full year to recover before we do it all over again next year. Thanks for all the cards and birthday and wishes here and through Facebook, e-mail, and postal mail from all my blogger buddies. You guys rock!