14 March 2010

birthday loot

It was my birthday yesterday. I don't like celebrating birthdays, possibly because I'm a terrible, terrible hostess and keep forgetting to refill glasses or ask if anyone wants something else to drink and forget to put nibbles out on the table or.. you name it. I'd rather sit around, chat, laugh, do crazy stuff I might regret.. Anyway. Apart from the unfortunate thumb-cutting incident when I was baking apple pie (I can't bake apple pie without cutting myself at least once, it seems. And always in the most unfortunate places, like the top of my thumb where no bandaid wants to stay put.), it was a really good day, and I got some great gifts!

from the bf: a windrider cub plushy with game card for an ingame version! <3 (he got one for himself as well, hence the second one in the shot.)

from my parents: a tree. Not a bonsai, a ginseng tree. <3

Here's a little bit of my mum's logic for you: "This one, the things on it, they were so ugly, I just had to get one for you!" Thanks, mum. I think. We spent quite some time trying to figure out what those things on the egg were, and finally settled for 'deformed seagulls'.

My sister's neverending logic: "These are awesome, because if you have cold feet, you can pop these in the microwave and heat up the seeds inside, and it's with lavender so if it gets too hot for you, your feet won't go all icky and sweaty but instead will smell nice, for a change!" Thanks, sis. I love my family, wouldn't you?

This is a compilation of four gifts in one: The iron pot filled with all sorts of herbs came from my colleagues, the heap of baking supplies from both my brother and girlfriend and a good friend and his girlfriend (see the giant pink rolling pin? And that little bit of blue at the top, which are square silicon cupcake liners. woo!) and the boxes at the back are six double-wall tea glasses with an assortment of tea, a gift from the bf's parents.

Lastly, a birdfeeder. This was a gift from my mum which proves that she really does sometimes listen to me when we talk on the phone (:P): I complained in the winter that I tried feeding birds on my balcony but that the bits of bread I had thrown on the stool you see here wouldn't stay put when it got a bit windy. Hence, the birdfeeder! Now all I need is a place to hang it from.

All in all: a good day!

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