When I look back, I guess the fun all started with a trip to Perth to celebrate my brother's birthday with him. This was months in the planning with my sister-in-law who certainly excelled herself in making sure that my brother had a great birthday. As we live on opposite sides of the country, we don't get to see each other very much and we made it a surprise. We didn't tell him that I was going over to visit and he didn't know until the very last minute when I was standing in his living room. The look on his face when he saw me standing there was priceless and for once, he was lost for words. That night we all enjoyed a lovely meal with family and friends and it felt so very good to be there with them. I spent the weekend in Perth and also managed to see a very old friend that I haven't seen in 12 years. My family showed me around and we spent much time talking and catching up on old times. I loved to sit in my brother's garden and this in itself was the most amazing time for me, it meant so very much to be there and was a complete success. But wait......there's more......this is just the beginning......I mentioned to my sister-in-law here in Melbourne that I usually don't do much for my birthday. Well, she was right onto it and quickly offered to host a little get together for me at her place. You'd think that by my age things would be pretty dull and boring, being so very middle aged and a bit too old to party. Can I tell you that I am thrilled to say that I've still got it! I have always been a bit of a wild child and I'm afraid in my old age that things really haven't changed that much! A couple of close friends joined us at my brother and sister-in-laws place and these photos speak for themselves.
After my little shin dig on the Friday night, I was a bit hung over the next day. My husband sorted that out with a hot cooked breakfast that he made for me and it really hit the spot. Our kids were at my mum's for the weekend so it was just him and I and it took me back to a special time when it was just the two of us. I felt loved, so happy and so young again. After several cups of coffee, I was right again and was thinking back over the night before. It put a grin on my face all morning and I was so glad to have family and friends that cared. Better still, I was so pleased that we all had a good time.
So I'm starting to get over my hang over and feeling much better after coffee and breakfast and then my husband tells me that we are going out for the day. I had planned to do housework, thinking that I could get a lot done without the kids at home, but he insisted that we do something that he always enjoys..........go shopping.........not for groceries, but for a gift for me! Needless to say, I was slightly thrilled at this point, with a big family and a tight budget it is not often that he gets to splurge like this........and splurge he did! My lovely man spoilt me rotten and it felt better than Christmas, I was like a kid in a lolly shop. That night, we had a dinner function to go to in the city and this was another excuse to wear something nice, do my hair and put my lippy on. I felt alive, I felt so excited and happy, I felt like me again.
The next day was Sunday and it was time to go to my mum's place. She wanted to cook me lunch and I always love these kind of days at my mum's when the family gets together. It is also so very nice to have someone cook for me for a change and my mum is a great cook. We had entree and a main meal and it was delicious. Mum went to some trouble and I was totally over the moon. Then, it was time for cake and candles and I couldn't believe how much fun this had all been for me.........and my official birthday was still 3 days away! I was one very happy lady, having had the chance to celebrate my day for once and I couldn't want or ask for anything more.
My actual birthday finally came and I spent it doing something that I love, fluffing around in my garden. The sun even came out for me and I basked in my good feelings and happiness. Some of my friends sent me their good wishes and by this stage, I really did feel like the birthday girl. The crescendo was when my husband came home with gifts for me from the children. I loved so much to be so loved and there is not much more I can say, really. I think you get the picture.
It is times like these that I am glad that I have my blog so that I can make a record of special times. It is not called 'Live a Little, Love a Lot' for nothing and I think you can see why. In life, nothing and no one is perfect, there are plenty of ups and downs, but we all get through. And at times like these, the joy and happiness that friends and family can bring is immense. I'm another year older and another year wiser, as they say in the classics and I thank everyone who has been a part of this time for me, so very much, for without you, I wouldn't have so much to love :) xxx