Friday, 19 November 2010

Portrait of a 35 year old

At some point over the past 5 years, I passed into the age where you stop caring about birthdays. (Maybe for some people, that happened decades ago, but I was actually excited about my 30th and since then have not given the big b-days much thought).

But, in honour of turing 35, I thought it time to take a long hard look in the mirror. Literally. (Click the image to see it larger).



So, considering that birthday's aren't that exciting anymore, I shall take this opportunity to thank my dear old mammy for birthing me. See, wasn't I worth that blood transfusion? And to Rob for making the past 9 of my 35 years so darn exciting. And to Evy for making me feel like 102 when I'm actually still only a young whipper snapper. And to little unborn Jackson, for making me almost need adult diapers. Sigh, ain't life grand?
Posted by at

3 comments:

  1. L.Peg19 November 2010 at 11:27

    It's official you are a crazy nutcase, you look as gorgeous as ever, congrates on the new bump, great news, need to plan a flight up to see ya all (see how I am into the Texas Twang already!).
    HAPPY BIRTHDAY sweet lady.
    xx

    ReplyDelete
  2. Anonymous19 November 2010 at 14:54

    Dear applicant, your submission for the position of Photoshop Wizard has been accepted. Can you start on Monday?

    ReplyDelete
  3. granola21 November 2010 at 10:42

    So magical to see Baby Ernie's first shots!! Adorable and such a little scamp.
    Thank you for hosting my birthday do last night. You don't know geriatric until you do 60!!
    XX

    ReplyDelete

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)