Yes, it’s true, I’ve aged. It’s funny, waking up and knowing I was suddenly not 30 but IN my thirties was quite the revelation. I felt old. Tired. Achy. It’s all downhill from here, folks! I joke, I joke. It’s just the pre-arthritic fingers that give me pain when I over-type. And if I manage 10 hours of sleep a night, I wake feeling relatively rested 😉 Birthdays pass by in a blur these days as there are so many phone calls, phone messages, emails and Facebook posts to reply to that you spend much of the day chatting away and not really doing – which is a fine way to spend the day, of course, as you’ll see below…
Saturday, 14 February 2015: Valentine’s Day for most
Sunday, 15 February 2015: My 21st (+10)
Thursday, 19 February 2015: Tea at the Colosseum Hotel and the building begins…
The nicest thing about owning a house is you can do whatever you like with it, and hopefully increase its value in doing so. That’s why one of the first things we did after moving in to our Very First Housie two-and-a-half months ago was to knock some nails in the walls. But of course we have far grander plans than that. And as Husband is quite the MacGyver-type handyman, he’s happy to do it himself instead of paying someone else to do it for him. That’s why I now have the most beautiful light fittings, ceiling fans, bedroom cupboard area, and thanks to last weekend’s efforts, a very strong support structure for a lovely sheltered patio area. But of course, that’s not all we did…
Friday, 6 February 2015: Loadshed roof exploring
Saturday, 7 February 2015: Breakfast at Melissa’s, lunch at Panama Jacks and first stage of patio beam installation
Sunday, 8 February 2015: Breakfast at Cafe Lacomia, drinks at Captain’s Kitchen
Wednesday, 11 February 2015: Nutella hot chocolate at Melissa’s
Thursday, 12 February 2015: Refreshing (alcoholic) work lollies
Friday, 13 February 2015: Office Valentine’s Day celebrations
That’s all for now, folks – but this is my birthday weekend, so I’m sure there’ll be a cake or two involved – have some for me 😉
Being born close to Valentine’s Day isn’t all hearts and roses. Christmas babies – nay, make that December babies – know what I’m talking about. Everyone’s so focused on the main event of the month that your birthday sort of falls to the wayside. That’s why those of us born in the second week of February have to be clever about how we market our birth date to ensure we don’t miss out.
Luckily, I have a husband who hates the commercialism of Valentine’s Day and scoffs at the ‘I’ll buy you chocolates once a year and ignore you for the rest of the year’ mindset. We like to make each other feel special and appreciated all year round (maybe that’s why we’re into our seventh year of marriage, eep!) But I digress. This was a very long-winded way of saying No, we didn’t go out somewhere special for Valentine’s Day (unless you think a McFlurry is the ultimate symbol of affection), and as a result of that – yes, I had a wonderful birthday weekend 🙂
It involved one breakfast with a beach view and another where I had a slice of Bar One cheesecake at 9am, shopping to my heart’s content, splurging on R5 imported cans of Vanilla Coke, two relaxing beach visits under our new beach umbrella – one with a view of Table Mountain, a delicious coffee milkshake and shared plate of stuffed chilli poppers at Woodbridge Island, travelling up said mountain in the cableway at sunset (it’s free on your birthday, and half price until the end of February – click here for more), a long swim in the pool to beat the heat, egg mayo sandwiches and carrot cake muffins, as well as two scrumptious mom-made birthday cakes for the office…
All in all, a fantastic birthday. Who said turning 30 has to be a big kerfuffle?