Twenty-eight isn't going to be so bad

Tonight marked the start of my twenty-eighth birthday celebrations. Generally I celebrate my birthday with smaller groups of friends over the course of a week or so. This year it is going to be a little different as I leave for my Mexico vacation the day after my birthday; the festivities will likely work their way into the beginning of October when I get back from Cabo.

I was originally a little trepid about how I would feel about turning twenty-eight. I've come to realize that twenty-eight isn't going to be as bad as I thought. Most of my clients tell me that the thirties will be the best time of my life--I hope they're right.

The girls decided on The Chapel Bar on Capitol Hill. They have a very good happy hour and their food is really delicious. While they were out of quite a bit of stuff from their menu, we managed to find some tasty tidbits to help balance out our alcohol consumption. Word to the wise: the Black Haus cocktail is practically all alcohol; with the exception of the kiwi in your glass, the blackberry infused vodka is pretty much all you're going to enjoy.

It was nice to stop and actually enjoy myself for a few hours without having to think about what I needed to get done before Friday morning and/or what else I need to do at the office, what I still need to get at the store, etc.

T minus 60 hours and counting...