Something big happened this weekend.

I ate a cheeseburger.

A real one. With meat.

On Saturday night we stayed home and cooked up the most delicious meal: grilled corn on the cob (first time grilling it and I might never cook it another way again), salad with veggies from our farm share, and, of course, a cheeseburger, with a thick slice of gouda on a pretzel bun. Aaaand a real nice bottle of birthday champagne (yum!).

I have to say, that cheeseburger was good! (Or should I say gouda?!) It’s been at least three years since I’ve had a cheeseburger, and it was pretty darn tasty.

{I can’t believe I just posted a picture of myself wearing my gym clothes and no makeup. Well, this is real life kids.}

To finish off a great night, we made ice cream sandwiches with some of Andy’s homemade vanilla ice cream and cookies from his mom, along with a couple glasses of wedding gift rum. Because why not?

Cross one off the old 40 before 40 list!