Last of my twenty-somethings

Yay yay yay!

I just received a bouquet of flowers from my family and a sweet little message. The flowers are gorgeous! THANK YOU! I also have a parcel waiting at the post office from Grandma and PL. Joy!

This is officially the last of my 20-somethings. I don't feel a year over 25, other than the fact that I can't stay out past 11pm without yawning every 2 minutes; and I can't drink like a fish anymore without wanting to chop off my head the next morning from the godawful hangover; and I fret about lines around my eyes; and I nag my sisters to no end; and I think most teenagers out there are annoying as hell... Okay so maybe I am getting a teeny weeny bit older.

Had a low-key but nevertheless purrrfect birthday yesterday! I got breakfast (well sort of breakfast if you count cupcakes as breakfast) in bed. Instead of a birthday cake, I got a whole bunch of birthday cupcakes. They're the prettiest little things. Too cute to be eaten. And a whole bunch of little gifts.

We had a nice lunch and caught Cats the musical in the evening.

I also received another bouquet of flowers from my in-laws. How very thoughtful! (But I must say I still like the flowers from my family best!)

This time next year, I'll be 3-0! Like what the girls in Sex in the City say - 30s is the new 20s. That is until they all grew older and then it was - 40s is the new 20s!