Last week, on June 27, I turned 31.4 years old.
So, naturally I celebrated my 10π birthday…with 10 pies.
Here’s the ridiculous backstory:
A few months ago, we were hanging out with our friends Brad and Sarah Johannsen. Per usual, our six collective offspring were running around noisily and mostly happily as we forged through interruptions to carry on a conversation. Brad and Eric were in the living room, presumably talking about fantasy baseball, when I heard Brad ask, “Liz! When will Owen be 3.14 years old?”
I quickly estimated a response: “I think he’ll be 3.14 in the fall of 2015.” They both sighed and I overheard them mumbling about how that was too far off. I was just about to ask what sparked this question when Eric pointed at me and said – “Wait! She’s 31! We could do a TEN-pi party!”
I think they might have high-fived at that point before quickly filling Sarah and I in that they’d been talking about pi day(3/14/14), which had turned into an exploration of pi birthdays. And once Brad plugged my January 26 birthday into the pi-birthday algorithm he created in Excel (I’m not kidding), it was only a matter of time before we were jointly planning my 10-pie, 10-pi birthday party.
Not only would it be the perfect mid-summer excuse to eat pie for dinner, but I would also be able to pretend to fulfill my lifelong dream of having a summer birthday.
We sent out an email to a bunch of friends and family asking them to please come celebrate by helping us eat upwards of eighty pieces of pie. Several friends volunteered to bring pies, and bring pies they did!
All of the pies were delicious and beautiful and so, so summery. We set up in the backyard in faith after religiously watching the radar all day, and it turned out to be a beautiful night. People came. They ate pie. And then they ate more pie. And of course there was homemade whipped cream and ice cream and coffee.
All in all, we were only left with about 7 remaining pieces of pie at the end of the night. Eric and I compared the evening to our wedding: we were surrounded by so many people we love, from very different circles, and we had about 30 seconds to talk to each of them.
It was such a beautiful evening and so much fun. I can only recommend that you look around at the people in your life and figure out who’s turning 31.4 next and celebrate a 10-pie, 10-pi birthday in your life.
Stay tuned this week as I’ll be sharing 2 of the pies I made for the party on ze blog.