Wooo, what a weekend! It’s been very busy, very fun and very tiring, which is why I am only getting round to posting about it on Tuesday evening. I suppose that is what happens when you get to the grand old age of 21 (plus 7).
The fun began on Saturday evening when we congregated chez Brown for cava and plum wine cocktails. I was assisted into my first pair of proper earrings which only lasted a few hours, but I felt remarkably accomplished for having done it without crying. We headed off to Coopers on GWR and started the evening as it was meant to go on – with quadruple Martinis and shots of tequila. You will have to forgive me for my rather vague account of the evening – I was, as you can imagine, rather drunk.
I was sober enough though to recall the 2 awful bands that were on when we got to the Woodside Social Club (or The Woody, as the hip kids call it) – there were 2 boys on stage singing a rough approximation of Atmosphere by Russ Abbott when we arrived, cue much mirth on our part. The music picked up just before 1am though and we had a great time dancing to Beyonce and the B52s, amongst others.
At closing time, we all piled into taxis and headed back to the court where I opened my birthday present from Lee’s mum – which turned out to be Singstar 80s! So of course we had to have a go of it immediately – and as a result got to bed sometime around 4am.
On Sunday morning, we arose late and began perparations for the party – cake making, egg mayonnaise production and the like. Lisa blew up all the balloons and wrapped for pass the parcel, while I organised party bags and Lee made the most delicious birthday cake possibly ever made (I’ve just had a leftover bit, it is still fab). Then soon enough, people started arriving, and the games began! The photos are here. I think everyone enjoyed themselves – the party kicked off at 3pm and we were still going at 10.30pm, having played pass the parcel, musical statues, the chocolate game and pin the needle on Pete Doherty, as well as bashing the life out of a pinata in the sodden back garden.
I got SO many fabulous presents, including over $200 in cash for our upcoming US trip – my friends are truly the most generous people. I also received, in no particular order, a bottle of wine with OWLS on it, some handknitted hand warmers, 4 bags, one purse, several books, some stationery, 2 momiji dolls, no less than 2 (yes, that’s TWO) Paul Frank watches, make up, a whole host of crafting materials including some scissors shaped like a heron, bento supplies and today, a late gift of the cutest bento box in existence.
Lee really spoiled me with a replacement Paul Frank watch, a jewellery box from the Pier (that’s Pier 1 Imports, my US friends) filled with lots of chocolatey treats and lotto tickets, make up, foundation, a momiji, my flickr upgrade renewal, a brownie AND a kazoo! If anyone can play the kazoo and would like to teach me, please let me know.
Yesterday should really have been spent recuperating from the weekend, but of course, I had to go to work, which would have been rather dull had it not been for the fantastic boost to Miso Funky that we received on Sunday/my birthday. We were featured in the Sunday Times Style Magazine, which for those not up with these things, is quite a feat! Jo and I were wildly excited all day on Sunday and went round with the magazine showing anyone who would listen to us yet again. We got so many orders that we almost immediately ran out of record bowls and sold quite a few other things. The orders are still coming in on the back of it, as well as other interest from publications, not to mention just generally a gazillion more visitors to the site. It all made Monday morning at work with a hangover so much more exciting than usual.
Yesterday was Rebecca’s birthday, so a small group of us went to dinner at Number 16 Byres Road, the New York Times favourite restaurant, apparently. It’s easy to see why – the food is quite something. It wasn’t somewhere I would have thought of going, but I was pleasantly surprised by the level of service and the quality of food (and the wine was fab too). It was a very pleasant evening, very relaxed and lots of chatting, but I was very tired and so went to bed when we got home almost immediately.
Today saw a return to busy busy work. I am beginning to regret staying there when I had my chance to leave in January. Although I prefer having more to occupy me, I am not necessarily enjoying what it is I now have filling my days and I am still not all that clear what is really expected of me. I am hoping that this week will clear things up for me and that the things we (me and my new boss) discussed will come to fruition before I go on holiday. There’s still time. In the mean time, there is always the lotto.
Speaking of holidays, it’s not long now! It’s really crept up on me. I have been wowing everyone with my Cincinnati facts – did you know that not only is Steven Speilberg from Cincy, but so is Doctor Heimlich, he of the manouvere fame? Fascinating, I’m sure you’ll agree. I realised on Saturday that I now don’t have a free weekend until after our holiday, so it’s shaping up to be a busy period for me, mostly with crafty things. Long may it continue (touch wood).
I am off to scoff that last piece of birthday cake now – fat fighting can wait another day!