Dana Rose: you say it's your birthday...

Oh, boy. I've done that thing that people do when they get busy living and accidentally (to be honest, also kind of deliberately) forget to blog about it. I don't want to become that person - the one who is so excited to FINALLY start a blog - and updates it like every other day. Then, every other day soon becomes once a week, once a week becomes once a month, and then you're really just kidding yourself after that.

I've really gotten into a rhythm here with my internship and other plans interspersed in what remains of my free time. I suppose the most noteworthy thing that has happened recently was my birthday! It was last Wednesday. I'll be honest - I've never been a big birthday person. And I worked until 6, so my birthday didn't really feel like a special day carved out for my benefit.

However, I rue the day that I ever turn down a cupcake. This one is brought to you by my sweet co-workers via Crumbs.

Yum.

After work, I went out for happy hour and sushi with some old and new friends. And later, went to a bar in Dupont Circle. Overall, it was a pretty good birthday for being in a new city and not knowing many people. I had no expectations for the day's events, which is probably another reason that it went well. (Isn't that always how it goes? The nights for which you meticulously dictate every detail end up being just okay or even a real disappointment, but the plans that spring up out of nowhere are usually the ones you remember months and years later.)