

I've only got one life and this is what I'm doing with it...cue the song
12:00pm- Brian and I walked over to Boerum Hill (a neighborhood very close to ours) to meet my old band mates (Krit & Jamie) for brunch at Bacchus, a darling French bistro spot. We sat on the patio and tried to be thankful for the unseasonably warm weather.
2pm- Afterwards we ambled over to Krit’s apartment a few blocks away where her husband, Mark, just happened to have a few bottles of Prosecco chilled and waiting for us on the roof. We sat and talked while their kiddos Rocket and Vega raced tricycles back and forth. (Note: their roof has very high railings)
5pm- Brian and I set off across the Brooklyn Bridge looking more like tourists than the tourists. I saw bikers zipping across the bridge and made wild statements like “I could ride my bike to work.” Right. (ADD: This crosses off #3 on our "NYC To Do List")
6pm- We hopped on the subway back to Park Slope and, with a plan forming in my mind, I made a quick call to my friend Joel before stopping at the grocery store.
7pm- With homemade Hawaiian quesadillas, ice cream sandwiches, and a picnic blanket in tow, we (and “we” includes Casey) headed over to the park to have a picnic dinner with Joel, his wife Kathryn and their absurdly precious son, Jackson. We spent the remaining daylight hours eating homemade Cuban sandwiches and watching Jackson dominate his invisible opponents at the game of soccer.
9pm- What else could mark the end of a prototypical Brooklyn day besides firing up our dusty old window unit for the first time of the year. Finally, two hours later the dog stopped panting and Brian and I were cool enough to fall asleep.
10:00am- Brian and I woke up and took Casey to the park (Prospect Park that is) where we experienced our very first sweat of the year. It was amazing. No coats, no gloves, no grouchiness.
11:30am- I met my ladies (Amy, Erin, & Maggie) for brunch at Joseph Leonard in Greenwich Village where they treated me to a belated 30th bday celebration. My manchego and egg sandwich on a toasted croissant was delicious as was the caramel pudding served in a mason jar and topped with whipped cream and a single candle. I thought they only gave you free birthday desserts at chain restaurants in Texas! The unexpected generosity made Maggie tear up a little.
2pm- Next the lady train headed up to Bloomingdales. This was my first time to visit this shopping Mecca and I was pleasantly surprised: all of the upscale customer service of say, Bergdorf, but none of the snootery. (i.e. A nice man wearing a suit and white gloves was passing a tray of colorful gourmet cupcakes) We headed to the perfume section where Erin gave me a very special birthday present: bespoke perfume created entirely by me. The trained apothecary helped me navigate through the many essential scents: floral, citrus, spicy, earthy until I narrowed it down to the perfect combination for me: two parts lily of the valley, two parts fleur de tropique and one part rose. Once my perfume was finished (aptly named Claire No.30) I was informed that I would receive a complimentary (the word “free” is so tacky) pair of pearl earrings as a birthday gift from Bloomingdales. Why did I wait 30 years to come here?
5pm- After changing into our floppy hats, we made our way to the Upper East Side for my very first Kentucky Derby Party. I’ve heard stories of such affairs but this was my first eyewitness account. In all of 1000 square feet there managed to be two full-service bars, a Derby-themed buffet, an endless supply of Veuve Clicquot, and hands holding mint juleps as far as the eye could see. (Note: often two of those hands were attached to the same person) We finished the party on the rooftop 30 floors above the city with the sun setting and the wind trying desperately to carry our floppy hats into the East river.
8pm- Our final stop was a farewell to the day on the back patio of a great little bar near NYU. Before long, I kissed my wonderful ladies good-bye and headed back to Brooklyn with my birthday spoils tucked under my arm.
11pm- Spent an hour recounting the entire day to Brian