so today I am 35. I had a pretty peaceful day. Until I moved to New Zealand I didn't know my birthday without sun. Since I moved to England I haven't known my birthday without rain. July is always hot, hot and dry in Kelowna and my birthday was always hot, hot and dry- well, dry as in no rain, no snow and nothing wet besides the sprinkler or the lake- and even that was by choice! Today in London it rained, it poured and although there was a minuscule peek of sun there was also a bit of thunder and lightning! Quite exciting for a July birthday!
...it was uneventful until I broke a £50 champagne glass (yes, the ones I got a week ago) with £60 worth of champagne in it...ho ho ho. Haim was pretty happy with that let me tell you! At least I didn't cut myself walking through the remnants to unplug the power cord that happened to be in the way! And Haim got the vacuum out and tidied up without too much fuss and (believe it or not!) no swearing. a miracle really. No limbs broken. No blood. Just another year on the tally board. One more chalked up.
I even got a small cake at the Glasshouse and I had prayed that the wait staff wouldn't sing Happy Birthday- they were quite respectful of that prayer and subduedly wished me well which was great. By that stage in the evening there weren't many people in the restaurant so that was even better.
Although the occasion did warrant a bottle of special champagne (see above) and a lovely lunch and dinner out there were no diamonds this year. A girl can only hope.
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