Considering the cruel and unfaithful God almost had
me six feet under before I made it to my twentieth birthday, I reckon I’ve done
pretty darned well myself to reach my twenty-fifth! XD
I know last year, I asked my parents to please let me
chuck a birthday party because I was rejoining the ‘th’ family with my 24th
(21ST, 22ND, 23RD but 24TH rejoins
you for the next seven years to the ‘th’ family, get it? XD) but I decided that
this year was also worth celebrating coz it was my quarter-century milestone!
Them EM (English ministry) from our church has been
awfully nice, creating some roster in which at least two people come visit me
every Sunday afternoon for at least two hours, and one of the people that comes
to visit me was Dr. Lee. Anyways, the last time he came, he somehow got thrown
the responsibility of throwing me my 25th birthday bash. XD
After asking me for several details, he suddenly said
over Facebook one night, “Yup, it’s all planned.” I asked him to please e-mail
me the details, but the sneaky man decided to keep everything a secret!
So I threatened him with the line “You either tell me
what’s happening, else I’m hacking into mother’s e-mail and finding out for
myself. I know her password, I can and I WILL do it!” XD
Luckily, in the end, this wasn’t necessary. See,
after reading Lilian’s blog post about how she went to La Cucina of Italy
Of course, my life being physio now, of course, I
would have a session of physio on my birthday. But thankfully, not Vincent the
bloody physio physio, just UQ physio, which is much easier to handle. XD
Even better, my physio student baked brownies and the
facilitator, Karen, bought a cake! They all sang happy birthday for me (Karen
did the hiphips) then we all munched away happily. Yum~
Originally, Erika (the book club lady from Germany
The afternoon brought more surprises: Carol, my
carer/life coach/support worker/whatever they’re called now :P for the
afternoon, rang mother for permission first, then bought a vanilla slice for us
to share! Meaning I was already on a sugar-high and ready to bounce off the
ceiling by the time 5pm came
around. XD not only that, Carol also write me a birthday card (complete with
incorrect grammar – hope your having a great day XD) – and a scratchie! As I
scratched away with a spoon, I laughed to Carol, “If I win a huge sum of money,
you get half.” XD Unsurprisingly, I didn’t become the newest millionaire on earth,
but I did manage to win three bucks! “You can go trade that in for another
scratchie from the Newsagents,” Carol told me, “or you can just go and get the
three bucks.” Wisely, I decided that I was more than satisfied with three
bucks; that’s the extent of my gambling career. XD
But the fun wasn’t over yet, coz that night, I had
dinner at the Hog’s Breath Café in the Hyperdome for the first time! I’d heard
about the place the year before, when my Australian godmother had spoken about
it, and had wanted to have a meal there ever since, but Mrs. Dent had told me
that the meals there were too huge for lunch and ‘twas only suitable for
dinner. So I waited until my birthday came around this year before asking if we
could go there to celebrate.
I’d invited Aunty A along also, and had some fun
introducing her to Mr. and mrs. Dent: “Aunty A, Pam and Rob Dent are my
Australian godparents; Mr. and Mrs. Dent, Aunty A’s been my church Sunday
school teacher for the last, oh, say, twenty years.” XD
I’d had Toscani’s with Mel and Kylie (classmates from
high school) about four days ago, and when they heard I’d be having Hog’s Breath
café for dinner, said I HAD to have curly fries. I’d never tried curly fries
before, but hey, they sounded interesting, so I asked the waitress who was
taking our orders that I’d like to order some. “No problem, she laughed, “all
our meals come with curly fries!” Awesome. I also tried a mocktail (sp? Those
alcohol-free cocktails) called a Choc Berry Hog, which was delicious. For
dinner, I’d ordered some chicken chop with some pork ribs; unsurprisingly,
mother carved away some to give to dad, but hey, no biggie, I understand how
mother simply HATES the thought of me getting lots to eat. XD
Afterwards, dad and I even shared a dessert! Wisely,
I’d picked the cheapest one, a sticky date pudding, but ‘twas still
scrumptious! O/T: I received sixty-seven birthday wishes on Facebook, BTW. XD
Oh, and I mustn’t forget to tell about the dinner I
had with the church people on Sunday night! Sure enough, ‘twas at La Cucina of Italy
When I arrived, Kwany was already there, soon
followed by Bernard, Janice, Wilfreddy, Pole, Joey, Christy jie, Jacinta, Wells,
Josh Cham (Josh Meggs was away with his grandparents @ Burleigh), Dr. Lee and Lee.
Kwany kindly ordered me a Lipton’s Lemon Iced Tea,
then we all browsed the menu. Kwany and I shared a patatine fritte (chunky
chips with tomato sauce and aioli), then for mains, I chose a chose
a Spaghetti al Pesto con
Pollo, which tasted delicious
(especially with half a teaspoonful of grated parmesan cheese, thanks Julz XD),
but only after I finished did I see the entire SEA of oil that floated in the bottom! XD Surprisingly, my
entire face didn’t break out into pimples, phew. XD
After dinner, thanks to Pole
who walked behind me once to the loo and back.
Then, all too soon, ‘twas
time for cake! Trust Dr. Lee to find a chocolate mud cake from somewhere, but
hey, I’m fairly certain Vincent’s middle name is actually ‘chocolate’. XD
The lights were dimmed,
and the happy birthday song started playing over the sound system! I had a good
laugh, coz while the first verse was the traditional ‘happy birthday to you’,
the second verse was ‘how old are you now?’! XD
Meaning I ended the night
on a chocolate high. Pole the physio walked with me out back down to dr. lee’s
car, and he tootled me home. One quick loo trip, then I settled down to watch
the newest episode of House M.D!
Lee and Dr. lee had a
cuppa with the parents, and once the episode was over, I bid them both good
night and thank-you, coz mother was gleefully forcing me off to bed
immediately.
Only, I didn’t sleep
right away! No, there were still presents left that needed unwrapping!
But they were all opened
and cooed over, lights were flicked out and I headed off into the land of nod
on my first night as a twenty-five year old.
Don’t think I qualify for
a birthday party next year; I mean, there’s nothing special about being
twenty-six. XD
Next post here … I wanna
tell everyone about my favourite teddy bear, who’s going into retirement soon.
So cya when I cya!
Cheers,
Em. ^^
