Well good, it’s officially over.
I haven’t been a big fan of birthdays since about…age 23. At least, that was the last one I remember being fun. And I have been dreading turning 29 oh…for about a year now. Seriously, I have such mixed feelings about it. More so than 30 even. I know every one of my elders will roll their eyes and pu-pu me, but I can’t help it. I’ve been in “my twenties” for nine years now. It’s like growing attached to a favorite pair of pajama pants and then being told - next year you are required to get a new pair.
So in the spirit of not letting AGING get me down – my birthday turned into an awesome celebration of YOUTH – and I wasn’t even trying!
Firstly – at 12:00am Eastern Time (where I was born, so legitimately my birthday) Courtney Summers threw me a completely fawesome Twitter birthday party, and then proceeded to SPAM my Facebook wall with pictures of Lady Gaga and Edward Cullen. FTW!
Then at 12:00am Mountain Time, S finished the final paper for his grad school class and took me out for pancakes to celebrate that - and my birthday. I was legitimately zonked from work and my Twitter-party by then, but Omg great start to the day!
I SLEPT IN. Then S made me coffee, went out to get me cinnamon rolls, and THE MOST AWESOME GIGANTIC CUPCAKE BIRTHDAY CAKE I HAVE EVER SEEN:
!!!!! When I couldn’t imagine things getting better (while still aging), I unwrapped my present and found…quad skates!! Oh Em Gee! I used to RAWK the roller rinks in my SKORT to Madonna’s VOGUE when I was 9 in a pair like these – only my new ones have PURPLE WHEELS! Twenty years just like, fell off of me. Did you see that?
I took some blissful time to work on MF revisions after this fun-overload, but then EVERYONE in the world either called, Facebooked, or Tweeted to wish me a happy birthday. Seriously, I have never felt the love like I did today – in all my twenty-nine years. ~*~
But it gets BETTER! S and our good friend Matt (who brought me sunflowers!) took me to CASA BONITA for dinner! The only way to describe this Denver institution is this: It’s like Chuck E Cheese, with Mexican food, on STEROIDS. Oh, and there’s a giant indoor waterfall with CLIFF DIVERS. If you still need help getting the gist of Casa Bonita, it was featured in this episode of SOUTH PARK. Need I say more?
I THINK I WILL. Everyone who’s ever been to Casa Bonita knows you do not go there for the food…as ~entrancing~ as the cheese sauce really is:
BUT – in case you think you need to make a pilgrimmage, I suggest you order the all-you-can-eat chicken or beef platter (chicken pictured above), ignore your stomach’s protests, and DO ask for as many cheese enchiladas as you can swallow. ESPECIALLY IF IT IS YOUR BIRTHDAY. Do not let the staff talk you into fried ice cream, because the sopapillas are FREE and also all-you-can-eat. When you want more of anything, you just raise the red flag on your table, and it magically ~appears~:
The interior of Casa Bonita is built like an underground Mexican village. Don’t let the exterior shopping mall setting fool you – this baby is over 52,000 square feet inside! You could seriously get lost in this place. Besides dining tables set into the rocks, up inside towers, down in caves, inside mines, and under the waterfall, there are also TWO arcades, Black Bart’s Cave, a Magic Act with a private stage, live mariachis, a gift shop, and TONS of different ways to spend coinage including THE FANKY MALLOON MACHINE. Srsly, this requires a video (not made by me), it is so awesome:
I tried to get a pic of the giant 30-foot waterfall and cliff-divers, but it is always ~night~ inside Casa Bonita, therefore – the pic did not come out. You’ll just have to trust me about their awesomeness…or go find one of the many videos dedicated to them on YouTube.
When you have completely exhausted all of your tokens in the arcade playing Skee-Ball, and you’ve explored every nook and cranny of the caves and cliffs and village buildings looking for “the table we want next time”, you can leave Casa Bonita knowing your stomach will eventually recover, and the wonder that is The Casa will be there waiting to light up another un-birthday – or several down the road. It seriously made my night, as you can tell. My sheer glee was blurring the picture (I SO don’t look 29, do I? Do I?):
Oh yeah, and then we got home and had THIS!!
Seriously omg – despite the aging – best birthday EVER.