Saturday, 13 July 2013
Look here, Family. It's now 7.40 am and I have been up since 5.30 am and it's my BIRTHDAY.
I want to open my cards and presents but G has taken them up to bed without her so I can't open them till she wakes up. UNFAIR.
The joy of being part of an international team on the forum is that waking up at 5.30 am is not a lonely experience. I got to chat to C who is in the Mid West just now about cowboy boots and lassos. Then D came on board and we chatted about making rosehip and black raspberry vodka, rhubarb mojitos and blackberry whisky. Then my Texan Twin rang me for half an hour, just after midnight her time, so we could tunelessly sing Happy Birthday to each other. The wonderful Australians have been posting pictures of George Clooney, Hugh Laurie and the delightful Australian cricketer, Agar, all night long on Facebook. Bliss.
I have had loads of messages and posting from so many dear friends. Meg, yours touched me especially.
But now, I just want everyone HERE to wake up and play. So, should I make the dogs bark, turn up the music really loud, burst into G's room singing Happy Birthday to Me or just enjoy the P&Q? Hmm, I think I will go and eat my birthday cake for breakfast instead, because I can, and share a bit with the dogs who are always pleased to see me and happy to gaze at me adoringly, drooling, whatever time of the morning it is.