Being 30. It makes one review one's life so far, doesn't it? Despite all the ups and downs of the last 3 years, I am, overall, happy. I've achieved pretty much what I thought I would have by this age. OK, I don't have a degree and I haven't travelled the world, but I don't think I ever wanted to do a degree really, and I've been to a fair few countries!! I am married to a lovely kind man, have a gorgeous, wonderful, lovely little boy and a very comfortable home. We can afford (just about) for me to be a stay at home mum. I have my corner of the internet here and have thoughts for the future. Things seem promising. Overall, I am in a good place. I think that's all you can ask for.
Enough of all the vomit inducing self satisfaction.. I bet what you really want to know is just what I got up to to celebrate this BIG birthday? Well.. let me tell you I only remember part of it. We went out on Saturday night with a group of friends, drank expensive cocktails and spent two hours in a karaoke booth. Beyond that I remember nothing. I woke up Sunday morning (my birthday) being able to see. No, I wasn't granted the miracle of 20/20 vision by God for my 30th.. Nope.. just that I still had my contacts in. Pretty soon after that I realised that my mouth tasted of sick and that despite having my PJs on I still had on my bra, pants and tummy sucking in contraption. I turned towards hubby to find him grinning in me in the way I have come to know as "Oh Al. I love you, but man, you do test the limits".
Poor Pete.. Let's just say he spent a good portion of the night holding me up whilst I vomited all over the place. In fact, in a taxi home when I started to vomit he had no choice by to let me do so into his hands. That dear readers, is love.
I was rouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh on Sunday. I couldn't eat a thing until 4:30pm. Ugh.
I'll share a few photos of the evening now.. but won't include any of my friends because they probably have more shame and pride than I do ;-D
|Sensible.... of course!|
|Pah! 30? I can take on the world!!|
|Quite sweet for an "old" couple..|
|And so it begins..|
|It's a good thing this is just a photo and not a video.. it would hurt your ears!|
|Yeah.. this is about where it started to go wrong.. very wrong. Do no drink cheap wine after good cocktails.. you will puke up your Pieminister shortly after..|
To be honest, those photos don't show how badly down hill it went.. I know Pete and my brother have some photographic evidence of that, but really, no one needs to see that.. I can tell you that picking bits of encrusted on red wine vomit out of a troll bead bracelet is not the way I planned to spend my birthday evening. I cannot tell you how much it stank either.
There are some nice things about my birthday though. It really was lovely to see my friends. I felt really happy that they travelled to see me. I even got gifts which I really REALLY was not expecting so I feel truly blessed (*ick*). Pete got me something really special though. Look!
Yup. He got a copy of The Kinks Dedicated Follower of Fashion on and got a new sleeve made up for it - Medicated Follower of Fashion!! I love it :)
The other best present? A lovely draw full of Emma Bridgewater. Yup. I am that old that I get excited about plates and bowls.. but look! Look at their beauty!
I think that's enough about me for one evening. It's getting late and I'd better get my sleep, now I'm an old, old woman...