Some think birthdays are a reason to be sad. Jason and I think birthdays are an excuse to be rad. When both our birthdays came up this summer, rad we were… or kind of cool at least.
Although Jason took me to California for my birthday, more than enough of a celebration, he still wanted to get together with a few of our chums in honor of my oldness. Hence, he arranged for us to spend three full hours breaking out of Vizzini’s House of Escape with some of our slippery buddies. We covered both floors of Vizzini’s, including Mr. Body’s Game Room and the Pirate Hunter. Mr. Body’s became a battle of boys vs. girls that no one won. (The girls got closer though, which bears mentioning.) We felt a little potato brained after our 90 minutes with Mr. Body, but the prospect of acquiring Queen Anne’s treasure soon had us digging through hidden maps and bone piles with enthusiasm. We completed our swashbuckling quest with 10 or 15 minutes to spare. I guess our minds resembled brains more than spuds after all.
To commemorate Jason’s birthday, I invited a small group of old friends to join us for supper at Brio Tuscan Grille. We gobbled tenderloin on a too-full table and talked about bizarre travel faux pas. It was both a satisfying and entertaining evening.
I didn’t take Jason anywhere as turbulent as Disneyland for his birthday, but the two of us did gain some heights at Sundance Resort. We ate a bulky breakfast at the Foundry Grill and then took a sultry chairlift ride to the top of the mountain. After disembarking to appreciate some of the landscape, we hiked back to the bottom of the mountain via Stewart Falls. In keeping with the inadvertent woodsy theme of the day, we ate dinner at Log Haven. Log Haven is one of my favorite places to dine during the summer. The food is amazing, and its outdoor patio is filled with the unmistakable scent of pine and the rhythmic splashing of a mossy waterfall.
Thanks friends for joining in our birthday adventures. Happy birthday to you and me but mostly me!*
*This is a nerdy Captain Hammer reference not an actual narcissistic declaration.
2 comments
“a sultry chairlift ride” ?
I know it can mean humid, but I’m imagining something better. I’m pretty sure the guys beat Mr. Body’s Game Room. Yep. Thank you guys for having such awesome birthday parties!
Sultry: hot, sticky, scorching, boiling, humid, sweltering. Take your pick on meaning. 🙂 Thanks for contributing yourself to our birthday extravaganzas!