Thursday, March 31, 2011


Have you ever heard the Patton Oswalt sketch about how people should only get twenty birthdays? (adult language, beware.)Basically he thinks that after you grow up, only the new decade birthdays, 30, 40, 50, etc, should count.

I have some empathy for this approach. There is nothing especially special about thirty-three. I haven't had time to reflect deeply on my life past present and future, or come up with any great insights about the tick tock of the ageing process. Despite these lacks, however, I had fantastic day. This is what I love about the Birthdaversary - while one, individual 33rd birthday might not be SUCH a big thing, combined with a 31st birthday and a 6th anniversary well - it's a fun week to be us! (and a good excuse to be a tiddly bit extravagant.)

So yesterday Nana arrived at our house around 10am, hung out for the day and then at 4pm we kissed both her and J goodbye and went out on the town. Checked in to a gorgeous hotel, had a romantic french dinner near the waterfront, caught a movie, and then well...went back to our gorgeous hotel for a glorious uninterrupted night of sleep.

I love my life. Mostly because of the many lovely people who I get to love and be loved by. It was a perfect, happy day. ♥

Only one more Birthdaversary holiday left!


  1. Happy, happy birthday! Jealous of you getting to stay at that hotel- it's so gorgeous! It's on my list of must-stays. Glad you had such a wonderful day, happy anniversary to you guys too!

  2. May your next year be filled with love, light and lots of laughter. Oooh s jealous of your romantic night out...sleep, glorious sleep!