It's nacho birthday. It's my birthday. Get it? Okay, maybe it's your birthday too. If so, happy birthday! Libra power! Anyway, it's technically not my birthday yet.
On Wednesday, I'll be 33. But I celebrate Birth Week rather than one little ole day. My week of festivities kicked off today with a birthday celebration with my family in Jonesboro, Arkansas. This morning, Paul and I made the hour-long drive to my parents' house, where we met up with mama, daddy, granny, and me-maw.
A few days ago, my mama asked me what I wanted her to cook for my birthday. I requested a nacho bar! I expected she'd have a few basics, but she went ALL OUT. I couldn't even fit everything into one picture.
There was chips, Spanish rice, black beans, refried beans, Daiya cheese, Gimme Lean vegan burger crumbles, vegan sour cream, guacamole, olives, tomatoes, lettuce, jalapenos, green onions, and salsa.
I piled my nachos high with every vegan option available. This was soooooo good. I wish I could eat nachos every day. I think my favorite part of this meal though was my mama's homemade guacamole. Damn, that woman can make delicious guac.
In keeping with the Tex-Mex theme, my mama made vegan Margarita Cupcakes! Limey, tangy, and delicious.
After our lunch, it was present time! I got a new Mio Active calorie-counting watch (my old one was dying), money to buy new running shoes (for when my foot finally heals and I can run again), clothes, a new scarf, salt and pepper shakers, a silver bracelet, an avocado smasher (so I can make guac like my mama), and a dip platter for parties.
I was supposed to have run my first half-marathon today. I signed up for the Shelby Farms Greenline Half months ago, but my stress fracture hasn't totally healed yet. I'm so glad I got to spend the day celebrating with my family rather than being all sad that I can't run.