Another year, another birthday. This one didn’t involve as many tears as last year, which is a good thing, I guess. However it did involve significantly more jugs of alcohol, which most certainly was not a good thing. I’m far too old for such things.
There was dinner with the family, a celebration breakfast, pampering, jewellery, flowers and drinks with the girls. All in all, not a bad way to spend a few days.
My sister is home, this time to stay, which for purely selfish reasons makes me happy. She arrived the day before my birthday, which in itself was pretty much the best present possible.
It’s hard not to be reflective around birthdays and this year was no different. There’s been some pretty big changes in our lives since this time last year; some good, some hard. But all in all, the changes are hopefully setting us up for a better coming year.
Some things don’t change though. Poss still covered me in kisses, husband managed to purchase a totally inappropriate birthday card without even trying, Claude is home to snark with me and I really do have some seriously wonderful friends.
Those are the things that really matter. Well, not the inappropriate card, but you know what I mean.