Did I not promise you I would blather on and on about my birthday? Am I not a woman of my word?
I can’t let it go because I received so many lovely gifts, I have to share them all with you. And because it gives me something to blog about when the ideas box is empty.
Yes, you will. You would have seen it yesterday but the self-portrait I took of me wearing it was so awful, I didn’t want to share it. As I have shown you some horrendous pictures of me in the past, you know it must be bad.
I would have taken a photo of the jumper on its own but I was wearing it and I didn’t want to take it off. I haven’t taken it off since it arrived, except for sleeping and showering (which I needed to do because I haven’t taken off the jumper since it arrived). The only reason you get a pic today is because I’m blogging in my pyjamas (if my ideas box stays empty, you may get a post about my pyjamas. I’m definitely planning one about my slippers).
Here it is:
I love it. Chunky cable knit with an owl – how could I not? Best gift ever. Thank you again, Viv.
I also received virtual gifts. Elizabeth gave me an amazing doodle:
“Happy Belated Birthday to you!
¸¸.•*¨*•░H░A░P░P░Y░(¯`’•.¸ *♥♥♥* ¸.•’´¯) ░B░I░R░ T░H░D░A░Y░ (¯`’•.¸*♥♥♥*¸.•’´¯) Hope you enjoyed YOUR special day!
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║║║╬║╬║╬║║║ ║║║╬║╬║╬║║║ ║╬║║╔╣╔╣║║╬║╬║║║
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¸.•*¨*•.♪♫♫♪Happy Birthday .♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸ ♥Happy Birthday to youuuuu ♪♫•*¨*•.¸.•*¨*•♫
See the decorations at the bottom? If you don’t know what they are, go here for a close-up.
I received many, many good wishes from you, my lovely readers; thank you. I really do appreciate them.
And finally, this, from Janie Jones:
You’re so ugly,
You’re so ugly,
You’re such an ugly child.
The clothes you wear are way out of style.
You look like an ape every time that you smile.
Oh how I hate you,
You alligator bait, you.
Why don’t you dry up and die?
You’re just a knock-kneed, pigeon-toed, worn out shoe,
There was a curse on your family and it fell on you.
Your teeth are yellow,
You don’t smell mellow,
You’re such an ug-aaa-leee chiiiiiild!
She must have seen that photo I suppressed.
And no abuse! She totally gets me. I thought it was hilarious. I’m considering eating a Malteser in her honour. I might take a photo of me doing it.
On the other hand, I don’t want to get chocolate on my lovely new jumper…