Happy birthday to me!

Since starting this blog I have had some lovely birthdays...

I celebrated my second blog birthday earlier this year, as important and notable an event for me as an actual birthday.

I had a busy birthday weekend for my 33rd, with my niece coming to visit and a trip to the park, amongst other things.

I spent my 34th birthday camping with school.  My friends went out of their way to ensure I had a special day; decorating my tent with balloons and banners, buying me silly, fun and useful gifts, and generally spoiling me rotton.  Here on the blog, I mused about my favourite literary birthdays.  I will re-read the story of Eeyore's birthday this evening before bed, as is traditional, and laugh a bit and tear-up a bit (it's Eeyore's glee at his gifts that gets me every time).