If it’s your celebration, drink whatever you want…..

So have you ever just taken yourself out to eat alone? Or sat at a bar and have a fancy drink you never get? Or take a trip just for you?

I call them mini – personal celebrations.

Sometimes they are just for my birthday. Or Xmas  or Thanksgiving when I’m  in another country. I’m alone and just grateful.

I remember seeing the tulips in Amsterdam finally. I walked among so many huge and colorful flowers I’d never seen before. I was so happy and grateful. I went to the café and of course they had champagne. I had a glass and stared out into the flower gardens. It was early and hardly anyone was around so I could gaze at the acres of a rainbow of flowers and just be visually and emotionally happy.

It was my one mini celebrations to myself.

Or the time I was looking out across a pond in Ireland surrounded by the greenest fields that reflected off the water and a few sheep grazing in the distance. It was silent and  beautiful like a postcard.  Another mini silent celebration at the joys of seeing something ide only seen in magazines. I was there and smelled the green grass and heard the sheep in the distance. (followed by a cold Guinness as there was no champagne to celebrate)

Wow.

So many times in my life I’ve been places many people dream about. Mostly alone. Even close to where I live sometimes I just go. I stop, sit at a bar and watch people. Happily just being, but not involved.

Or the time I was staring up at the stars in the blackest sky anywhere in Argentina.  The stars were so bright and appeared close enough to touch. It was magnificent.

Or the time I was sitting in a traditional French café with red velvet chairs and crystal chandeliers.   I drank champagne) sorry it’s a habit) and stared at the chandelier which reminded me of my mother who loved crystals. I toasted silently to her and enjoyed the surroundings as I had a wonderful local French stew with my bubbly- mini celebration.

I love watching people wondering about their lives.

Mine has been interesting. Travel is my love.  I’ve done crazy stuff on trips alone; Ice bathing in Norway, eating a scorpion in China, a Turkish bath in Istanbul, and grateful to get out of problems I got myself into….. that’s another blog, …in the end I always would have a mini celebration, a nice meal and a stiff drink happy I made it out alive of what ever I got myself into.

These are the moments of celebration. For me at least. For another maybe not. All mini celebrations.

So others may see adrenaline moments like jumping out of airplanes (not me I fear heights) or bungee jumping off  a bridge or climbing cliffs, to add excitement to their lives. I prefer the small triumphs that probably won’t kill me.  The moments of seeing something beautiful, the moments of tranquility, which I admit often happen alone.  But its ok, I love my moments with friends and family, but when I’m alone and see things I never thought Ide see or feel I think I take it in more.  I feel alive at my good fortune  of those experiences. I celebrate all those moments and yes, often with champagne, or cava or sparkling wine depending on the location or whatever is available whether it be water or a beer.

Thinking back, I celebrated living though cancer, and celebrated I left the man that caused so much pain.  I celebrate every time I get on an airplane, and the wonders I may yet to see. So much to see, so little time….

Mini celebrations, they are a good thing. Get your moments in, and make sure it’s with some decent bubbly. Nothing like drinking something that tastes like ass when you are in the middle of experiencing something wonderful you may never see or feel again. Get that beer, that sparking water, what ever. Can you tell I’m orally fixated? I do like drinking something at great moments in my life.

So don’t skimp on the bubbly, just my opinion. It should taste as nice as the moment your celebrating.

Take it all in and take your celebration  if you can. You could do it alone like me if that helps, but remember; feel and have a drink, take a selfie if you can- in case you get dementia, it might come in handy down the road…. just kidding.

Here’s to me planning my next getaway……and another mini celebration…

Somewhere in Texas planning another place of wonder..

Find your moments..

Don’t forget the bubbles.