Omg I’m such an oxymoron lol!
Me: yeah it’s my birthday, but I don’t like a fuss.
Also Me: Oiiiii people who love me! It’s my birthday!
MAKE. A. FUSS!
LOLLING.
My man and I have this ritual where we hand make a card and wrap up general shit from around the house and present it to the birthday person like it’s the Crown Jewels and the birthday person has to respond to each item like it’s what they always wanted. There have been some funny ones over the years. He’s at work today so I got a coffee and presents in bed.
He got one surprise in tho. When we were shopping I had a look in Goldmark. Nothing tickled me but I did try on a cute heart ring. It was super cheap but I decided against it. Well while I was doing the groceries he said he’d wait outside coz he wanted to suck his cancer sticks, but the sneaky sneaker went and bought me the cheap arsed ring. Made me big smile. Particularly the way it was presented, he gave me a ring box with a coin in it and the ring was in the smarties box lol. And omg Spotify made me a birthday list, it’s so fire!
Look at my loot so far!
I have done so much already this morning! Did my walk, sprayed the plants, yoga and I’ve swum coz today my diet will be broken. I’ll be getting a bit day drunk, and if I can get my lashes on, I’m gonna reward myself with a late morning vape. I’m getting picked up so I can get a bit loose pre lunch.
I have one job, and that’s to bring my girls in when I get home. I’ve decided today they all get to dance in the rain!
Right I’m gonna do this day! Pray the lashes go on. I have a new birthday outfit and I want a “yeah I’d hit that geriatric” look.
I will say the best thing about a birthday is feeling like you really do matter to your people. My people really are the best. To those of you in here who are my people, I fucking love ya! Xo