Frequent Trips

I've been coughing a lot lately, since last week when I had the 'flu. Today, Mum prepared herbal soup for me, which she says it's good for my cough. I decided to drink it later, or have it tomorrow.

I'm sitting at my computer, being obsessed with my latest obsession, and I'm coughing a lot. One episode later, I look up to see Mum walking back from the kitchen slowly, alternating between carrying a mug and a bowl of fruit. Lift mug, walk a few steps, put it down. Pick up bowl, walk a few steps, put it down. LIft mug, walk a few steps, put it down. Pick up bowl, walk a few...you get the point. So she's obviously taking a while. When I see her, I get up to help her, when I notice that the mug she's bringing here is MY mug! The one that 1st-Sis gave me for Xmas last year.

So there I am, starting to give my mum a hard time for using my mug (even though I don't mind, but that's what I do, I just like ribbing mum sometimes), when she tells me that it's for me. It's soup. That she cooked. For me.

Oh, mother. How I love you.

And way to go with the sending me on a guilt trip!

Quiet Celebration

This time last year, I thought that I'd want to do something big for my 30th. A huge party perhaps, or a day out; something wild, something crazy.

This year, by the time my birthday rolled round, I'd completely changed my mind. After all, I'd already done the trip to London for my birthday treat! And I still have Jaffa cakes and rolos and Galaxy bars to feast on...among other goodies.

Decided on going to Overeasy for dinner with Bar Boozer. I made it just in time for happy hour, wahey! Was rather disappointed though, that rum wasn't included in the happy hour drinks. Nor was Red Bull, so I couldn't have my usual Rum&Coke, nor my substitute poison, Vodka RBs. My other choices? Gin or bourbon. Seeing as how gin is even grosser than bourbon, I settled for a bourbon whiskey. Had two of those, afterwhich I switched up to rum. Best Roman Coke ever!

Was a decent dinner, they do good burgers. But the service wasn't exactly the best! Since it was rather noisy, we decided to stroll across the bridge to the Esplanade, where we hung out at Harry's.
Decided to move on to SoCo 7-Ups, which I hadn't had in ages! Harry's was rather understaffed that day, but I'll give them this: they mix brilliant drinks! JUST the right ratios.

Shoes arrived not long after, and Tink joined us when she was done with work. And then....shots all round! Tequila...it makes me happy! Plus, Patrón tequila is good stuff!

So...alcohol consumption was...let's see if I remember this.

2 x bourbon whiskey
2 x rum & coke
3 (4?) x SoCo 7-Up
4 x tequila
1/2 x Guinness
Few sips of some very good single malt.

A decent amount for a 30 year old, especially one who was on the tail end of jetlag, hadn't been sleeping well, and had been in the office since 7.30am. Not too bad at all!

I was PLENTY buzzed, I can tell you that! Of course, after having the requisite prata and teh tarik supper, I was sobered up, but feeling oh-so-happy after spending a wonderful evening with 3 of my best mates.

And then I come home, and I see this waiting for me:

Thank you, Doof!

Flowers also make me happy. (Mum told me they'd arrived just after I left for dinner!)


Another thing that makes me happy? Starting the alcohol headache before I sleep, which means minimal hangover! Plus, as a wise old woman of 30, I now know enough to stick to either dark or light alcohol, drink lots of water, and to keep a bottle of water next to me. Woke up feeling tired, but no headache!


And then dinner today at Sis2's place. Weekend of friends and family. As close to perfection as it gets.

London Itinerary

My itinerary is filling up fast! I've scheduled a few things that are must-sees for me, and certain things are only on particular days and times. Plus, there are the things that I've made reservations for.

Yve and I have made reservations for afternoon tea at The Wolseley, so that's been blocked out on my schedule.

I've booked tickets to see Les Misérables, and I've been looking forward to that. Have wanted to see it for ages, and I'm finally going!

Neko shoots me a text today, to ask if I like musicals, and if I would watch Wicked. Turns out, she wanted to buy me a ticket for an early birthday present. Bless her heart, she bought me both the ticket AND dinner!

This is shaping up to be a brilliant holiday, and I'm not even packed!

3 sleeps to go before I fly, and I'm going now to cut that number down to 2.

Goodnight!

The 10 Canine Commandments

Making a Difference

I'm applying for for my MA, and any mention of teaching experience would help. As such, I asked my student's mum, aka Shoes, if she would write me a testimonial, and she did. And I just received it.

It is highly encouraging, to say the least. I'm always flattered to receive positive feedback, but Shoes' testimony went beyond that. It was touching and heartfelt, and so uplifting and positive, and filled me with a warm, fuzzy feeling.

If I were physically capable of blushing, I would have turned bright red when I read it. It's so uplifting to know that I've done something right, especially when I have had my doubts. Oh, I have had countless doubts. But to hear, or rather read, that I've made a positive difference, it means the world to me.

Of course, it's always possible that Shoes was just buttering me up, so that I'll owe her...I'll be on my toes, waiting for her to start calling in favours.

Seriously, Shoes, it made my day. And Fridays are generally great days, so to make a Friday? That's something, I tell ya!

THEN AND NOW.

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