three oh, uh oh

There’s a sly Cheshire Cat moon out tonight, grinning down from high up. It’s grinning cause it knows I’m on holidays. 2 well needed weeks to recover slightly from the craziness of the last few months.

The big birthday full of bravado and nerves already feels like a lifetime ago and a tiny blip. What a crazy loud night fuelled by Chandon! What a feast! I do love planning a party and making all my lists for the food, it’s almost my fav¬†part. There was cheese galore, smoked salmon, antipasto¬†platter, brownies, birthday cake (thank you Clare), fortune cookies and an ice-cream bar. All very decadent . And I got to wear my sparkly party dress.

30, no biggie. As my friend puts it, “You’re not really in your 30’s yet until you’re 31.” Agreed.