Special Day

And my birthdays just keep getting better! Seriously!

20: I was in London. There were three of us, and we spent the day running from changing guard at Buckingham Palace to the Tower of London, Churchill's War Cabinets and on to Her Royal Majesty's Theater to marvel at the magnificence of Phantom of the Opera.

21: I wore a red 50's rock 'n' roll dress. I spent hours decorating the hall. Friends came from close by, Brisbane and Sydney to eat, laugh, pose and dance. I was drunk on happiness that night.

Yesterday.

22:  I am living one of my biggest dreams. (and I got lots of chocolate and awesome presents)

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I went to a Thai restaurant with my adorable English friend, Nina. We met through a mutual friend a few months ago and I have never been happier. She is such a treasure to be around. Some days we sit in Cinnamon Square's loft drinking cappuccinos and consuming fluffy scrolls. Some days we have lunch at Rootz, Chorelywood, where more often than not, our date gets gate-crashed by the posh youth from Nina's church. And other days, we sit in the garden of the pub, sipping white wine and lemonade, soaking up the warm sun.
We talk. About anything. Our fear of dogs, what colours we've dyed our hair, boys, prayer, our dreams (actual dreams, like "Oh! Guess what! Last night I had the weirdest dream about Phoebe and Jake...")

The collage is only a teaser taste of some of the special things that went on at my 22nd. And I can say that I am so thankful and so happy that my day was a blast of summery happiness and smiles :)