After being thrown back into work with a bang (a half an hour rant in the office by my manager), I've almost completely forgotten my birthday celebrations two weekends ago. Almost. The weekend has been filled with dinners out, cocktails, cake and ice cream. I feel like I took the traditionally birthday 'treat' to a whole new level of spoiling my body and indulging in the sugar cravings.
Friday night saw a dinner with my family and the croc at a well known Italian chain restaurant. It was very lovely but felt very full when moving onto the spoons afterwards to soak up a jug of aptly named Woo Woo. I did definitely 'Woo' after a few glasses of that. After lots of drinks, we called it a night. I split cocktail down my lovely dress and my feet were hurting...a lot. Is this what a 26 year old has come to? Dribbling and walking slowly because of the pain from her feet?
Saturday was good. After meeting up with my brother and sister for a good hot chocolate in Starbucks, I headed back to Brum to prepare for the evenings shenanigans of a night out with the girls. When they arrived I was still in my PJ's and they were dressed up to the nines. Instead of going out, we had a lot of wine (and more cocktails) and ordered pizza and watched the video's I recorded when we lived in Oz. Was a cracking night!
Sunday, me and Fowler had a much needed fry up followed by a trip to asda to stock up the supplies. It was a nice chill out day actually.
Monday- when Dan returned from work we went to the cinema and dinner out which was lovely. We were so full that we could hardly move but by this point I was too excited fro my birthday the day after to care!
Tuesday- My Birthday! After 4 days of celebrations the day had finally arrived. Dan brought me breakfast in bed accompanied by pressies! Tickets to the Royal Shakespeare company in Stratford, some soap and glory goodies and a cute picture frame of the two of us. We ventured to Stratford for the day under my specification as I really wanted a Mr Whippy with a flake and some strawberry sauce. We strolled around in the lovely sunshine and ended up having a sneaky drink in the pub on the way to my mums. At my mum's she'd made an amazing two tiered cake complete with stuck on flowers and butterflies. I was spoiled with pressies and was absolutely shattered by the time we came back to Birmingham.
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