Yesterday I turned quarter of a century old. Well, I supposed it had to happen at some point. On the whole it was a rather uneventful day though, and I’m not complaining.
At 10 o’clock the phone rang and I was treated to my mom and sister singing Happy Birthday on the speakerphone (accompanied by my sister’s piano playing). It was a nice start to the day, I admit.
The rest of the day went smoothly, punctuated by phone calls from family and friends wishing me a happy birthday. I did some shopping, baked a cake and then went to Ikea to eat Swedish meatballs for dinner with a friend. Living abroad it’s a treat to get Swedish food for your birthday *lol*
When we returned home I finished the cake (chocolate topping, yummy!) and we rented a movie. Spent the rest of the evening on the couch. Perfect day =)
Of course I missed my family though, and I wish I could have been home to celebrate with them, but alas…
Right now, I’m having writer’s block and feel about ready to start biting things or banging my head against the wall. I know what should happen, but I don’t know how to write it. Oh, not to mention that I feel like something is missing from the previous seven chapters. In short, I’m freaking out. (Admittedly this always seems to happen at some point, but I hate it as much every time.)
Well, I will go back to staring at my half finished chapter now… Don’t mind the bite marks…