Official End Of Birthday Week
Don’t you know that it’s not one day of celebrating your birthday, but a whole week???!! Today my family took me to Paradise Cove in Malibu for a birthday breakfast. Actually, it was also to celebrate my mom’s birthday in April, which I will miss since I’ll be in Canada.
We had so many cameras between the 4 of us, my sister Ashley was getting so embarrassed. When I said, “Look at the Asians with all their cameras!!!!” really loudly, she got even more embarrassed. My sister is always embarrassed of me. Paradise Cove is a restaurant situated right on the sand. It’s mucho busy, because of it’s prime location.
That’s my dad imitating my unphotogenic smile.
Well, this is where it get’s really awesome. Paradise Cove has crappy crap service because they know people are going to keep coming back because of it’s amazing vicinity to the beach!!!! We sat, + waited. And waited. No one even offered us water, or even looked at us. I was like, “Am I going crazy, or are we invisible?!”. We would wave our hands at the myriad of servers bustling about + no one would even glance our way. At one point, my mom + I put both our hands up high in the air, waved frantically + yelled, “Help!!!! Help!!! Somebody help us!!!!”, as if we were drowning in the ocean. This still didn’t work. After 20 min of these antics, we finally got the attention of someone, + said, “Can you help us find our waiter?!”. How crazy is that??? Turns out a waiter was late or missing or drunk or idon’tcare, + they couldn’t figure out who to substitute for his stations. Morons!!! Well, I’ll drink to that!
Coming from a family with a First Assistant Cameraman, we are pretty used to being in front of the camera, but sometimes we have our limits. Our meals were ooookay, but we were so famished after waiting for almost an hour for our food that we devoured our plates! The waiter asked if I wanted a second bloody mary + my dad said, “Get one! You’re not driving!”. Yo! You don’t need to tell me twice!!!
We got the Mile High chocolate cake to go (oh don’t you worry, pictures to come) + high tailed it the hell out of there. Our waiter gave us a birthday discount + didn’t charge us for my dad’s egg benedict since they got the order wrong! You better recoginize!!!! Check out my mom’s scary mafia sunglasses.
My mom + sister are sickeningly photogenic. I have to try really hard at it + have messed up numerous family photo opportunities. Here I am trying to emulate my mom’s “photo pose”. I just look like maniacal.
After cake, I promptly went upstairs to take a nap, due to the 2 bloody marys. Thanks for all the happy birthday wishes! Have an awesome week!