So, I’m writing this blog post … at the ripe old age of … *gulp* … 40.
Yes, I survived.
I’m now FORTY.
And, truth be told … it’s not been too bad because you know what they say these days? Forty is the new 20.
On my actual birthday, however, I succumbed to a horrible tummy bug so all plans for the day were put on the scrap heap. No lunch and shopping with my mummy, no dinner with the hubby and my boys and no drinkie poos with the girls that night.
It kinda sucked.
However, my 1970′s disco birthday party more than made up for it.
What a celebration?
It was amazing.
And, I just have to say that I have the most awesomely gorgeous friends and family. They all really came together to throw me a 40th birthday soiree that will not be forgotten. I’m still grinning from ear to ear when I think back on it all.
Have I said how amazing it was?
It all began earlier in the day when I had to leave the house before my pals, aka, the decorating crew arrived, so I took off for a pedicure followed by some retail therapy. And, when I returned … red toes and all … my house bared an uncanny resemblance to Studio 54. It was 1970 everywhere and it looked so … groovy and far out.
My mum made all the food for the party and as always it was delicious although she was a little tight on the sausage rolls.
My sister got me the most fantastic birthday carrot cake … topped with a dancing queen glitter ball.
Hubby put together some great disco tunes to which we boogied all night long and then some. The poor dear threw his back out doing his best John Travolta moves. Bless.
And, my dear friend gave a really lovely toast that made me tear up, then laugh and then cry some more.
The laughter, the tears, the jeers, the dancing, the food, the fun, the friendship, the groovy love. Good times, indeed.
I feel like the luckiest lady in the world. Everybody made me feel thoroughly spoiled with their love, friendship, thoughtfulness … and pressies … and, I thank the stars that I have them all in my life. ♥
And, now for an embarrassing slide show of them all … coz I’m good like that.