It’s early morning, the day after my birthday. I have the day off from brunch to go see the Lady’s first ballet recital, and I so wanted to sleep in but my body is too used to being awake right now. But that’s okay. I’m going to bake a batch of muffins and have a cup of tea. I’m 42.
Yesterday was a fantastic day. I spent the morning lounging with the Babe after the Hub left to work the day shift and the Lady was off to school. I actually made a batch of muffins yesterday for my dad, my parents are in town visiting and he likes to have muffins for breakfast. After that, I lazily sat around, watched some tv and cuddled with my girl.
It was a rainy grey day, and I was hoping for it to stop long enough for me to go out and do a little shopping. After dropping off the Babe down the hall at my brother’s place to hang with my parents I ventured out anyways.
I headed down to my favourite discount bookstore to hunt for some cookbook bargains, but sadly the place was about to go under renovations so the selection wasn’t as good as usual. Oh well. I continued on, ended up buying a really soft comfy black shirt and a turquoise pair of sunglasses.
Then I was feeling some pangs of hunger, and decided to surprise the Hub at work and have a late lunch. I can’t remember the last time I ate by myself, it was nice. I had a delicious beef carpaccio with arugula and shaved parmesan as I dipped their amazing house made bread in olive oil. That was followed by a lovely herbal tea and jam filled biscotti, so good. The Hub took care of everything for me and then I headed to one of the best bookstores in town that was just down the street to buy a cookbook. I found one that I’ve wanted for a while then finally went home.
My mom had prepared my favourite meal for dinner, a Filipino dish called sinigang, pork ribs simmered in a sour tamarind broth with bok choy, served with rice of course. I swear I could eat that every day for the rest of my life and not get tired of it! I ate to the point of being uncomfortably full, but still managed to fit in a slice of chocolate birthday cake and vanilla ice cream.
After dinner we sent the Lady over to my brother’s to have a sleepover with her cousin, she was pretty excited about it. I put the Babe to bed and settled in with the Hub and a cup of tea. He rubbed my feet as I drifted off on the couch. It was a really good birthday.