Birthdays? Love em or hate em?
Unlike most people I dont like my birthday and today is no exception. I am the grand old age of 35 and according to some the best years have passed me by as I am approaching middle age. Personally I hope that 40 is not my middle age and that the best years are still to come. We shall see!
Anyway, today is no different than any other birthday. I dont know what I want. I dont know what I want to do. I dont know why I am bothering. Except of course this year there’s a little person who knows I’m not working and it’s my birthday and that they have got me for the whole day and they are excited about it. Have you ever noticed how catching excitement is? Try it. Go and see the most misserable person you know and be excited about them. They’ll soon smile - although I would like to point out that I am NOT the most miserable person I know.
Little does she know that we’re going to Tots and Pots in Hornchurch to decorate mugs. What a fantastic place. I could have spent all day there painting mugs. Probably all my mortgage as well but it was worth every penny. Not only did I get to do something creative, but I got a large coffee and a massive slab of carrot cake.
To top it all off we had fish and chips and curry pancake rolls for dinner.
In your face Gillian McKeith! I’ll be back on it tomorrow.