So yeah, mesa 'buffday' started out pretty okie-day with a brisky mornin munchin (have I just released my inner geek then with that Jar-Jar Binks quote? Mom? Sonya? Have you just seen that? Dear Lord! I blame you two!) Okay, so anyway, in English, my birthday morning started absolutely wonderfully. Just before leaving for work my Mama-in-law tapped on the bedroom door while Carl was away showering, and enthusiastically burst in singing happy birthday. It was pretty cute. With her she carried a tray of tea (in my fav Disney cup) a piece of toast (which she cut a heart into - seriously, how cute?) along with a mini shortbread biscuit and Weight Watchers chocolate cookie (because even on a diet you deserve a goody for your buffday. And come on, what woman doesn't want chocolate for breakfast?) It was truly adorable.
She also carried a pile of birthday cards (2 of which were in American envelopes and made me cry when I read them), kissed me on the cheek, wished me a good day, and excitedly promised birthday fun later in the evening. Before he headed off to work, Carl too popped back in to wish me a good day. With one hand behind his back he took my tea from me and set it on the dresser, then passed me his ADORABLE birthday card and a wrapped little Yankee Candle. Even at 7:45 in the morning I was feeling the birthday love and it was marvellous.
As soon as I heard the front door close I began getting ready for a busy day as I had previous arrangements with my girlfriends in the city centre and needed to catch the train. I sported my fancy new beaded headband (which I am head over heels in love with) and began my trek to Formby Station. Unfortunately while on the train into town I found out that one of the girls could no longer make it to our lunch date and everyone decided to take a rain check until next week. I'm not gonna lie, I was bummed. I'd planned to meet Carl at 4:30 to catch the train home together, so I had to make a choice: either ride all the way back home and sit alone in the house all day OR I could try and make the best of the 4 1/2 hour wait I had for Carl in town. I decided to make lemonade with my lemons and headed to a local coffee shop for a big cuppa tea and lemon tart...which wouldn't ya know, fell on the floor when the girl behind the counter handed it to me. This happened in front of a line of about 14 impatient people and I had to say hello 3 times (and eventually wave my hands) to try to get the bratty 16 year old's attention again. THEN she decided to get snotty with me when I asked for another one - even though it was her fault for handed it to me UPSIDE DOWN in an open bag...um, hello?! Do kids not learn about gravity these days? Bratbag then proceeded to insinuate that I had lied about it falling on the floor (even though she watched it...) and proceeded to suggest that I'd done it so I could run out of the store with 2 lemon tarts (one of which was free). I nearly poked her in the eye. Are people really that sad these days? Do I look like a fiickin' lemon tart thief? I mean come on. I have better things to do! Needless to say it was embarrassing and her bad attitude irritated me. So, as I handed her the dirty mess and she passed my new lemon tart I gave her the same 'sort your damn attitude out, Missy!' look that my Mom used to give me and headed to a big comfy seat in the corner of the shop where I could peacefully people watch. But, as I sat down I dumped hot tea on my foot. Then my phone died mid Whatsapp conversation with Nina. And some man, who clearly didn't own deodorant, sat next to me (obviously). Oh, and a glob of lemon tart landed on my white shirt...is it obvious yet that things were spiralling downhill? Until I remembered the lovely text my hubby had sent me as my phone was dying reminding me to go pick myself out any perfume I wanted while I was in town - his treat. Then I remembered that I could pop back into the jewler's where one of my Pandora bracelets had been fixed (there's more to this story...stay tuned). So with that, I headed to Mococo to retrieve my new and improved charm bracelet, then made a b-line for the perfume department of Debenham's where there was a sale on Viktor & Rolf's AH-MA-ZING Flowerbomb (I've been obsessing over this perfume for nearly 2 years but felt like I was cheating on my Chanel Coco Mademoiselle if I purchased it, so didn't). Today I relished the opportunity to FINALLY have both when the hubs offered it as my present. And I got it on sale like a good thrifty wifey! Snap! Perfume party in my house!
Once I got home I hurried to charm-ify myself and I am absolutely tickled pink that at least now, after waiting 6 months, I can wear my Pandora bracelet and some of my charms again. I've felt naked without them and even though the other is up in Pandora Heaven, it's so comforting to look down and admire my special beads again, all of which were given to me by family and friends.
After sorting out my bracelet I embarked on my birthday dinner with Mama Lynne. Chicken and Vegetable Kebabs, oven Garlic Fries (the same ones mentioned in this post) and Naan bread. It was AMAZING. (In case you're wondering, I marinated cubes of chicken overnight in olive oil, Worcestershire sauce, Rice Wine vinegar, freshly grated garlic, celery salt, Italian seasoning, and fresh cracked pepper. I then skewered them - make sure you soak your skewers overnight in water so they don't burn - with fresh lemon, lime, peppers, red onion and zucchini and grilled. Super easy and soooo yummy!)After dinner I opened my gorgeous and very thoughtful presents. And of course Philippe, the Gingerbread Starbucks Bearista Bear, helped... (thank you so much Nana for my Cath Kidston goodies - you know me SO well - and Martin for the gift certificate! You're both so sweet!)
And then we turned the lights off, I made a big wish and I blew out the candles on my heavenly Cartmel Sticky Toffee Pudding that Mama Lynne brought home (it's my FAVORITE English dessert EVER and one of the yummiest birthday "cakes" I've ever had!)
My little Kindergartener's from The Buttercups class would be happy to know that Philippe helped with that too...
I've truly had a fantastic 24th birthday where I was surrounded by my nearest and dearest (you rock Google Chat! Thanks for helping Mom, Dad, Sonya and I prove that damn Atlantic Ocean aint got nothin' on us!) In addition, I received SO many sweet birthday wishes on Twitter, Facebook and Instagram today that my heart is truly full. I am so thankful for and very blessed to have such wonderful people in my life who I'd be sad and lonely without. Thank you all for making this birthday a special one :)
Cheers to 24 years, my dears, and here's to many more!
Hip hip, hooray!