My parents rented a pontoon boat, and we spent the day on a lake. The boat was decorated with balloons, hand painted posters, and of course, crepe paper.
The funny thing is that I was pretty convinced that my parents had forgotten the day, that this birthday would be the first to pass by without fanfare, and I was none too pleased with the prospect of a non-event. My dad and brother were gone for the morning - I later learned they were decorating the boat. But I was pretty sure they were running errands like any other day, and this birthday would go down in infamy as the one my family forgot.
And then... surprise! A day on a boat, for my birthday enjoyment!
We finished the day with sunburns and dinner at my favorite Mexican restaurant of choice, complete with fried ice cream and a host of festive servers, serenading in sombreros.
I would post pictures, but you really don't want to see them. They all display my big hair, poor fashion choices, and things I'd rather not post on the blogosphere.
But it was a good day. Redeemed from the pits of my expectations.
I should have known better, really.