Well, I think I've finally recovered from my birthday treats - unfortunately I don't bounce back from a big night as quickly as I used to, so i spent all of yesterday (Friday) relaxing, sleeping and not really doing much at all. I was totally spoiled for my birthday, and thank you so much for all the good wishes - it was so nice to open LJ and Facebook on Friday morning. :-)
So, first of all I had a pre-birthday treat on Wednesday night - we went to see Waiting for Godot at Kings Theatre. I must admit, I didn't know much about the play beforehand. I knew the name of course, and I knew the very basics of the play, but I was never really that eager to go and see it - until I saw that Patrick Stewart and Ian McKellan were playing the lead rolls. We had booked the tickets back in January, so it wasn't a surprise but it was wonderful to sit back and watch (and above all *listen*) to them on stage. I liked the play itself to a certain extent, but I mostly enjoyed the evening because of the performers. Let's face it, Patrick Stewart could read out the phone book and I'd be happy listening!
Thursday, the big day, dawned very grey, misty and cold. Aaah, Edinburgh putting on a show for me, the only thing better would have been if it had snowed. :-) I have taken my sister's tradition that the birthday person gets to choose whatever they want for breakfast. I had thought of poached eggs on toast, but decided to go with simplicity. Unfortunately Fruit Loops aren't that easily available over here, so I made do with cocoa pops. It's a treat anyway... Richard bought me some DVDs, the best one being Twilight on Blu Ray (starting my second childhood!). Mind you, I had been hinting enough over the last couple of months, the hints consisting of "I really, really, really want Twilight on Blu Ray when it comes out, should I pre-order it or do you think someone will buy it for my birthday?". I've learned that being subtle just doesn't pay off. He also got me a game for my DSi, and a DVD we've yet to watch which is all about Australian cinema, mainly movies that didn't really make an impact on the rest of the world but were big in Oz.
When I got to work, my desk had been completely covered in balloons, banners, a big "I Love Whisky" t-shirt, and a nice big picture of Duran Duran taped to my monitor. Aaah, what a lovely sight to start the day with. As I started sifting through things on my desk to get to my keyboard (so I could actually do some work), I glanced at an Edinburgh Castle postcard. When I turned it over, the message read 'Please, please tell us you'll be around on 16 July because you have tickets to see Duran Duran at Edinburgh Castle". I couldn't believe it - my boss and the other two people in my team had pooled together to buy me two tickets to the Edinburgh concert! As if that wasn't enough, they also bought me a gorgeous cake from the Sicilian bakery around the corner (the lightest sponge cake I've ever had), and the girls I work with had bought me a bottle of wine and a gift voucher for a facial or massage (or whatever). The girls took me out for drinks at lunch time, we met up for drinks after work and then Richard and my other cousin Robbie (Richard's brother) took me out to dinner at my favourite restaurant, 'The Tower'. I had taken the next day off so that I could have a big night and not have to worry about getting up for work the next day - but after everything I'd had to drink, a three course meal, a shared bottle of wine and all finished with a glass of Glen Farclas 25yr old, all I wanted to do was go home, get into my pjs and relax. Actually, I was quite tipsy (okay, drunk) anyway... Although that didn't stop me from talking to my sister, Pat, for over an hour when she phoned later on in the night. Eeek, I hope her phone bill will be okay!
Finally, yesterday morning I decided to open my last birthday present - Glenn had sent me a care parcel with two big packets of raspberry bullets - my favourite, which are unfortunately not available over here.
So, it was a fabulous birthday and I was completely spoiled. I know if I'd been in Australia I would have had a big party to celebrate with all my friends, and a I had hoped to win a fortune so that I could fly you all over here to celebrate, but that wasn't to be... I did think of my Mum a lot during the day, I really wish she could have been here so that I could have shared the day with her.
And now it's all over and done with, and it's back to life as usual. I'm still not used to that enormous word (even typing it out is difficult - forty!), but I don't feel any different to how I felt four years ago, or even 10 years ago. I finally understand 'ticking biological clock', but I've come to terms with the fact that I'm not going to be a Mum, and hope that I have been and will continue to be a good enough Aunty to make up for that. I adore my nieces and nephews, but am very proud to say that I like them, they've all grown and are growing into very nice, kind and caring people.
So, first of all I had a pre-birthday treat on Wednesday night - we went to see Waiting for Godot at Kings Theatre. I must admit, I didn't know much about the play beforehand. I knew the name of course, and I knew the very basics of the play, but I was never really that eager to go and see it - until I saw that Patrick Stewart and Ian McKellan were playing the lead rolls. We had booked the tickets back in January, so it wasn't a surprise but it was wonderful to sit back and watch (and above all *listen*) to them on stage. I liked the play itself to a certain extent, but I mostly enjoyed the evening because of the performers. Let's face it, Patrick Stewart could read out the phone book and I'd be happy listening!
Thursday, the big day, dawned very grey, misty and cold. Aaah, Edinburgh putting on a show for me, the only thing better would have been if it had snowed. :-) I have taken my sister's tradition that the birthday person gets to choose whatever they want for breakfast. I had thought of poached eggs on toast, but decided to go with simplicity. Unfortunately Fruit Loops aren't that easily available over here, so I made do with cocoa pops. It's a treat anyway... Richard bought me some DVDs, the best one being Twilight on Blu Ray (starting my second childhood!). Mind you, I had been hinting enough over the last couple of months, the hints consisting of "I really, really, really want Twilight on Blu Ray when it comes out, should I pre-order it or do you think someone will buy it for my birthday?". I've learned that being subtle just doesn't pay off. He also got me a game for my DSi, and a DVD we've yet to watch which is all about Australian cinema, mainly movies that didn't really make an impact on the rest of the world but were big in Oz.
When I got to work, my desk had been completely covered in balloons, banners, a big "I Love Whisky" t-shirt, and a nice big picture of Duran Duran taped to my monitor. Aaah, what a lovely sight to start the day with. As I started sifting through things on my desk to get to my keyboard (so I could actually do some work), I glanced at an Edinburgh Castle postcard. When I turned it over, the message read 'Please, please tell us you'll be around on 16 July because you have tickets to see Duran Duran at Edinburgh Castle". I couldn't believe it - my boss and the other two people in my team had pooled together to buy me two tickets to the Edinburgh concert! As if that wasn't enough, they also bought me a gorgeous cake from the Sicilian bakery around the corner (the lightest sponge cake I've ever had), and the girls I work with had bought me a bottle of wine and a gift voucher for a facial or massage (or whatever). The girls took me out for drinks at lunch time, we met up for drinks after work and then Richard and my other cousin Robbie (Richard's brother) took me out to dinner at my favourite restaurant, 'The Tower'. I had taken the next day off so that I could have a big night and not have to worry about getting up for work the next day - but after everything I'd had to drink, a three course meal, a shared bottle of wine and all finished with a glass of Glen Farclas 25yr old, all I wanted to do was go home, get into my pjs and relax. Actually, I was quite tipsy (okay, drunk) anyway... Although that didn't stop me from talking to my sister, Pat, for over an hour when she phoned later on in the night. Eeek, I hope her phone bill will be okay!
Finally, yesterday morning I decided to open my last birthday present - Glenn had sent me a care parcel with two big packets of raspberry bullets - my favourite, which are unfortunately not available over here.
So, it was a fabulous birthday and I was completely spoiled. I know if I'd been in Australia I would have had a big party to celebrate with all my friends, and a I had hoped to win a fortune so that I could fly you all over here to celebrate, but that wasn't to be... I did think of my Mum a lot during the day, I really wish she could have been here so that I could have shared the day with her.
And now it's all over and done with, and it's back to life as usual. I'm still not used to that enormous word (even typing it out is difficult - forty!), but I don't feel any different to how I felt four years ago, or even 10 years ago. I finally understand 'ticking biological clock', but I've come to terms with the fact that I'm not going to be a Mum, and hope that I have been and will continue to be a good enough Aunty to make up for that. I adore my nieces and nephews, but am very proud to say that I like them, they've all grown and are growing into very nice, kind and caring people.
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