Aaaahhh, the big "three oh" has come to get me. Started my birthday weekend with a load of junk - literally. See, S bought some stuff from his boss who is leaving for US. We thought is was quite a bargain but after seeing all the stuff in our little flat. It was mayhem, there were boxes and wiring of all sorts, kitchen stuff, lamps, TV, XBox (old version)...and Josiah was just happy picking up anything to stuff in his mouth. I had no choice but to prop him in the highchair and let him watch 2 Brainy Baby DVD which last about 80 minutes. He did not even bat an eyelid when I disappeared downstairs to help S carry stuff up. With the house in a mess, my old schoolmate arrived with her fashionable red bag for a sleepover. We quickly bundled Josiah up and went for a well deserved Vietnamese lunch. Then the girls went for a Spa and left the boys to clean up the house. Amazing - both the spa and the house!! S was super fantastic at clearing everything up that we even managed to invite Josiah's girl friend over to eat my birthday cake.
I cringe at the thought that a few years ago I would secretly think that anyone above 30 is OLD. Now that I am there, I understand why people like my Dad, nearing the big "six oh" (wow!) still think they are young....I will be like that too when I am his age, I'm sure of it.
Aside from my life book filling up with memories, experience, happiness, sadness, ...etc I still honestly FEEL the same as I did in the 20s. I don't think I have changed or matured mentally. I don't think I am wiser or more abled. Still the same. Same old, same old....
Yes, I am a Mum now but as I sit in front of the laptop, blogging...I feel like how I did rushing my assignment in Uni. Words and nonsense pouring out of my mind into my fingers and onto the screen. Just fill up the word quota and press print...hahahaha....I am glad those days were over. I prefer to fill up as much or as little as I want.
Anyway, thank you all for all the birthday wishes and for remembering me far, far away.
Thank you S for the lovely present delivered one week later! A portable grand piano. Oh, it really made my day and will continue to make my day every day here in London. Knowing that I have means to escape reality even for a bit means so much. For all those who is now thinking, "Oh, didn't know she played the piano". I don't - just like to bang around and make somewhat of a noise, some may call it music or some just plain noise. Who cares...important thing is I get instant stress relieve when I bang on it. I don't have to resort to smoking.drinking or drugs for that so I think it is a real livesaver. Love you S, love you.....
Did I mention that it snowed on my birthday. I got to see it lay beautifully as I walked to church and even throw a few snow balls at S. Everyone was excited because it was in the middle of spring and it also hardly ever snows in London. Josiah was not impressed at all, he just looked at it glumly.
