Yesterday...

...was my REAL birthday!

(As opposed to that day, recently, when we celebrated it - you know...!)

Since you know, my DH isn't home, I spent the first hours of the day alone, pampering myself. Pilates, facial mask, coffee, hair dye - the lots.
While I was standing there with my head full of dye, the door bell rang. Oh no - not the best timing. Well, I opened, and there was a poor Delivery guy who stared confusedly at my strange hair do, and then gave me a slip to sign. It was a HUMONGOUS package from SBM/SBOO with my DT-stuff and then some. Oh no quickly turned into OH YAY!

After that, my dad came for coffee and in the middle of a discussion, the door bell rang. Flowers. For me - from my dear friend Sara who really knows what I like!
Thank you, hun!

When we ran out of coffee, I picked up my mail (lots of adorable b-day cards!) and then I headed off to pick up a package of clothes at the Post Office, and the we went for a road trip to check out this house that my dad is sort of interested in.
It was lovely and the surroundings are pure Eden!
Even if I still think my childhood home is WAY better and that selling it is a bad idea. Especially now, when we're not able to buy it... ;)

When I came home, another flower package was waiting at my door. It was from DH and I wept a little and then laughed at his humour, after reading the card and admiring the cute teddy...

So - what am I trying to say here?
Basically two things:
1. THANKS for all the well wishes and all the congrats you sent my way
and
2. aren't the flowers M sent me just woooonderful?!

Love/
the 30-yearold