Of coughs, clothes, cards and fake Icelandic accents

[gothams3rdrobin]

So today I turned the big three-oh. Meh :-) I'm not someone who's bothered by their age - not yet, at least. The only thing that ever bothers me about my birthday is getting through it without wanted to cry or kill someone.

Of course, it doesn't help that I still have that bug, and I've pretty much coughed my throat raw.

I spent most of my day off yesterday fruitlessly scouring town for new jeans. I used to get all my trousers at BHS, 'cause they were the only store I knew that sold jeans-type trousers in a twenty-seven inch leg - and even that's just slightly long on me (yes, I am that short). But they've stopped doing them! *pouts* And their 'petite' trousers, while more or less the right length, just didn't sit right. Anywhere else I tried either didn't do anything shorter than a twenty-nine inch leg, or yet again didn't sit right. And I refuse to believe that I may need to go a size up *scowls* I'm in two sizes bigger than I'm comfortable with, as it is.

Weirdly, though, I accidentally bought a blouse to wear tonight that's a size smaller than I usually wear - and it fits! So either my upper body is still that size (aside from my waist *scowls*) or the design is generous enough that I can get away with it. Go figure!

The meal at the Nantgarw Frankie & Bennys went quite well, thankfully. Though we did have a fair wait for our food - my uncle thinks that's cause we didn't order any starters. There were lots of birthdays at the restaurant tonight, so the recording of 'Happy Birthday' (the representatives of Mildred and Patty Hill must be making a mint of that restaurant chain) followed by Cliff Richard's 'Congratulations' got played half a dozen times over the course of our meal. Naturally my turn came, and our waiter brought over a cake Mam'd had one of her colleagues make, with a sleeping cat on the top painted to (sorta) resemble Tammie. Though, since my parents could only find a photo of him where he's sleeping facing away from the camera, she naturally got his face wrong. That's probably a good thing, since I nearly felt like crying when Rowan let slip they'd got me a cake with Tammie on it - though I was expecting a photocake. Had this cat actually resembled my 'Moggwipe', I think I might actually have cried there in the restaurant. Daft, huh?

I was a good girl and didn't open the cards Mel and Will left last Sunday till this morning. :-) I did open the card that arrived on Thursday with no stamp on it - and a snarky note from the postman, like it's my fault they forgot the sodding postage! :-p It was from my mam's mother, so meh. Not going into my issues there right now. I also had some more cards this morning; one from my brother and sister's grandfather, whom I call Bampy, with some money! *touched* Really gotta send him a thank you card - he never forgets me, and I'm terrible at remembering even my closest family. And the second was from phoebesmum! Thank you so much, Hilary, it was perfect timing.

The other thing I did today was take Rowan to see 'Lazytown Live' at St David's Hall. Oh dear god, people! If you think Pantos are cheesy, honey you ain't seen nothing! It irritates me enough when they use small adults to play the roles of children, but seeing them strike poses and moronic facial expressions worse than you see on Barney? Oh it burns. In fairness, the guys picked to play Sportacus and Robbie Rotten were excellent; the Sportacus actor had Magnus Sheving's voice down pat, and could do all the gymnastic tricks that is the character's trademark. Though he was one of those guys who have buffed up in a way that makes their head seem disproportionately small. Robbie Rotten was so convincing that I'm still having a hard time believing it wasn't Stefan Karl himself - he had the voice and the mannerisms so completely perfect it was astounding.

Right now, I'm debating whether I'm going to watch the online stream of tonight's Doctor Who - which I missed, since I had to go out - or go to bed and listen to one of the Torchwood audio books I bought in town this afternoon with the first of my birthday money. I'd be watching Who on the TV right now if Virgin had gotten around to uploading it yet *glares at them*

Catch you guys tomorrow - hopefully I'll be feeling somewhat better...

Comments

[phoebesmum.livejournal.com]

Glad the card got to you in time, I only remembered to mail it yesterday.

It doesn't sound like the best birthday evah, but not the worst, either. Sometimes that's all you can hope for!

I have to go and try and find interview clothes on Monday - also speak to an agency. Of course, it would get hot just when I need to look smart! Not easy when you're four sizes bigger than you ought to be. And my age.

[gothams3rdrobin.livejournal.com]

I've probably had worse, yeah *nods* Dad was in a bad mood at the start of the evening, as he's apparently not feeling well either (poor baby :-p He has a habit of not feeling well when there's a family outing) and had a crappy day at work, but he picked up once we got to the restaurant.

I could have done without pleading with Rowan to please stop talking to me this afternoon, before I'd gotten some cough syrup down me, as my throat was so painful I was nearly crying. But meh.

Good luck with the clothes shopping - not much fun, is it? I'm probably three sizes or so bigger than I really should be, but since I'm not built to actually be thin (as well as being short), the best I think I could hope for would be two sizes less.

[phoebesmum.livejournal.com]

{{{hugs}}} I hope the throat gets better soon!

[alryssa.livejournal.com]

*snugs* Happy birthday, babe. :)

[gothams3rdrobin.livejournal.com]

*virtual-cuddles back, so as not to pass on the bug* Thank you cariad :-)

[laylee.livejournal.com]

Birthdays are always fraught, I've found. You can never please everyone, no matter how hard you try, even though it's your birthday and by rights it should be all about you! Sometimes I'm very glad that I no longer have grandparents and that I'm not at all close to any of my aunts, uncles and cousins, so the only relatives I have to deal with on the big day are my mother and siblings, and they let me do as I like without question.

Happy Birthday, hon!

[gothams3rdrobin.livejournal.com]

I'm not all that close with most of my family either, aside from my uncle and my nan. And even that's fraught with stress at times. My sister's out in Spain and my brother, while here in Cardiff, very much has his own life, much to our mother's great annoyance. The rest of them I don't bother with, and any attention I get from them feels very fake.

My family, really, are my two best friends, and both of them now live miles and miles away from me. :-p One's over the border in England, and the other's on the other side of the pond in Ohio! I miss my 'sisters' a great deal.

Thank you very much, cariad :-)

[catwalksalone]

I'm sorry I missed your birthday, sweetie. And I'm glad it managed to go okay after all the irritation over where you were going to eat beforehand.

Happy belated Birthday!

*hugs*

Also, get better soon.

[gothams3rdrobin.livejournal.com]

Thanks hon! :-) And yeah, went okay. Could have gone without the drive to Pontypridd and back (we had a table for seven thirty, and didn't get home till nine thirty so you can imagine how tired Rowan was) but the food was alright.

Wasn't chinese though...Ah well.

*hugs back* Thank you. I'm planning to go get a large bowl of ice cream shortly, to help with my throat. Gonna need to borrow some teabags from my Mam too, since I've run out for the first time ever! I only seem to drink tea at home when I've company or I'm sick...

[shadowlongknife.livejournal.com]

Hey hey! Bappy Hirthday!

...no, wait...

[gothams3rdrobin.livejournal.com]

Hee - thank you honey :-)

*luvs on puppet!Angel*