birthday

Today was my 45th birthday (gulp)

It started with a 7.00am "happy birthday" phone-call from S (smile)

Moved on to breakfast of coffee and chocolate cake, courtesy of S on Monday (yummy)

Continued with a long, wine-filled lunch with my parents (oof)

Ending with another slice of birthday cake while reading one of the books I got as a present (bliss)

I'm single, childless and this is not where I thought my life would be at this age.

But I am happy, and two years ago I never thought I would be able to say that again :-)

another year

Yesterday was my birthday, I turned 44 (gulp) which I find inexplicable because surely it was only three years ago that I was 21...?
I had taken the day off work and had many lovely things planned (aromatherapy massage followed by a picnic lunch with my cousin then out for dinner with a friend).  Instead I woke up with a migraine which made me feel like the inside of my head was on fire, so things had to be called off and I lay in my darkened bedroom, when I wasn't worshipping at the porcelain altar.
However, I was recovered enough by evening to be placed into a cab, taken off to a posh bar for some superior pub grub (which for me was a pail of extremely delicious chips) and then placed in a cab back home.  By this time I was feeling in very fine fettle and was able to partake of a cocktail and open my presents, one of which was this splendid item - a solar-powered, royal-waving Queenie!

champagne cocktail

A combination of an icky week at work and it being my birthday tomorrow made me wander over to the champagne bar at St P@ncras Station and have this before heading home:



Bliss!

birthday

It was my birthday yesterday, celebrations started with leaving the house early to go to the clinic for my first ovulation scan of this cycle. A follicle, as I live and breathe! Tiny, naturally, as the day 10 scan is far too early for my messed up 40-day cycle, but a follicle nonetheless. This was followed by the joy that is having my blood taken. I have small and impish veins; just as the nurse thinks she's in, little vein decides to go for a wander a little more to the left. Nurse pursues with needle, vein double-backs, nurse and needle follow. Finally stabbed and blood extracted, little vein shows its disapproval of the process by bleeding freely for some considerable time.

We spent the rest of the day wandering around the South Bank and getting soaked. It was a nice day and I enjoyed spending some rare time with Significant Other. But the thought would keep creeping in - I was meant to have a 10-day old baby by now.