Birthday Celebrations

Last week was my birthday. I don’t really tend to get excited about my birthday anymore but Tom had listened to my not so subtle hints and booked us tickets to go and see Ross Noble on the evening of my actual birthday. I was super excited, and rightly so, he was mega. Friday was my work Christmas party and I’d made plans to celebrate with quite a big group of friends on Saturday.

So far, so good, right? Wrong! About halfway through Ross Noble’s show I was hit, struck down in my prime by a whole load of gross germs. Not literally, I mean it’s not like someone sneezed directly in my face. What I mean is that I all of a sudden felt rough. Grim.

I never went to my work Christmas party and I cancelled the night out I had planned. So my birthday celebrations were a little more…

than…

Anyway, as a mini celebration (and to try to blast my cold away with chilli) Tom fired up the JUST EAT app and we ordered ourselves a curry. OK it wasn’t the crazy night out I’d imagined, in fact a drop of alcohol never even crossed my lips.

Despite all this though I had a really nice night. No one got stressed out over wondering what to make for tea (this happens a lot in our house) in fact Tom didn’t even have to make a decision – I ordered for him, I didn’t even have to get out of my pyjamas and the most strenuous exercise was getting off the couch to get the plates out waiting for the arrival of our dinner. Bliss.

I wish I could say that this was a lovely treat but takeaways have been creeping more and more into our diet recently. I think it’s the weather. It’s so dark and I don’t want to do anything when I get home, so it’s nice and easy. I don’t even have to venture out to get cash. I do think I’m definitely built to hibernate through the winter months.

Mmmmmmm food.

Kisses,