The past several years, I've spent my birthday at our family cabin at Lake Chelan. My great grandfather bought it when my grandma was eight, so it's been around a lonnnng time. The older I get, and maybe given our experience with my dad, I've become aggressively obsessed with my maternal family. They are my most intense, passionate, offensive, confrontational, disorderly, and fantastic asset.
This year, I wanted to do something I'd never done there before—a limo wine tour! I invited my mom and my aunts and uncles and cousins and hoped for the best.
But first, I had to get a Jenner-inspired manicure that was sure to scare grandma.
And not to be preachy or anything, but I think I'm starting to gain that wisdom thing. I've learned no matter the history, you can have a whole lot of belly laughs telling politically incorrect jokes with your family over wine, cheeseburgers and ice cream cake. That's why I give myself a full month—not because I'm a complete narcissist, but so I can always start with my family.
On my birthday, we woke up to really smoky skies from a fire up lake. It was pretty ashy, but it made the sun this crazy red color that made the lake look incredible.
Plus, George said the right thing—that the air was full of smoke because everyone was lighting candles for my birthday.
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| I will never get sick of this view. If you like my Kendall x Kylie x Topshop x Nordstrom dress, you can get it here. |
Our tour took us to three wineries in the area and we all came home with lots of bottles. Miraculously, my mom and her brothers barely bickered and even Grandma and Papa came for the after-potluck. AND WE HAD ICE CREAM CAKE I WAS SO SURPRISED AND EXCITED.
I felt pretty fabulous all day, cuz like hihelloheyyy, I prefer to be driven.
I can't wait to get this birthday month going. I'm slowing down in my old age, so we're gonna keep it contained to brunch, babies (other peoples', to be clear), and Taylor Swift and Shania concerts.
And not to be preachy or anything, but I think I'm starting to gain that wisdom thing. I've learned no matter the history, you can have a whole lot of belly laughs telling politically incorrect jokes with your family over wine, cheeseburgers and ice cream cake. That's why I give myself a full month—not because I'm a complete narcissist, but so I can always start with my family.
After all, life deserves to be celebrated, always and often, with as many people as you want to fit in it.