Why can't every Sunday be Funday?

It sucks to have to go into work on a Sunday, especially when it's your birthday.

But I made do.

The red Alannah Hill belt makes another appearance.
The  sewn on flowers and beads are falling out though with each wear  =(

Back: not the best posed photo, but it'll do!

Of course I put on another top when I got to work!
Since I had to go into work twice today, I thought I'd at least enjoy a nice birthday brunch in between. I might have looked like a loner sitting there eating on my own, but with one of my favourite books to read, I couldn't care less what people around me thought. Some days it's just nice to have quiet time to yourself, and I certainly felt better afterwards!

I'd decided to go to a cafe called Macaron. They made pretty decent food in the past, plus I wanted some macarons to eat as well! Today I picked up a Red Velvet and a Salted Caramel macaron.

My Big Breakfast looked pretty good, but sadly today was a total disappointment. The bacon was nice, but the poached eggs were very overcooked. Both eggs were like boiled eggs masquerading as poached. The chef got too heavy handed with the herbs in the potato hash browns so it didn't taste much like potatoes at all. 

The usually decent macarons were also a bit of a disaster. The shells for the Red Velvet one were soggy and like cake, meanwhile the Salted Caramel pretty much tasted like salt.

I hadn't been here in a few months, so maybe they've changed chefs. Hopefully he's just off on a holiday because if I'm presented with this quality again I will have to take them off my cafe list!

Despite the food I enjoyed sitting around and reading by myself for awhile.

With birthdays on my mind I ducked into the shops to grab a belated birthday present for my friend V.

It got me thinking about birthday presents I'd received in the past and times I'd been horrified but now look back and laugh at.

One birthday 3/4 of my guests gave me a bath set for my present. I wasn't sure what they were trying to tell me, it was either 'we think you need to improve on your personal hygiene' or 'you're difficult to shop for so we resorted to bath stuff'. I still have some of it floating around back at my parent's place!

Another year there was a misunderstanding-entirely caused by a girl who despised me and intentionally created havoc by telling my other friends that I'd only invited two friends to my birthday and didn't want them. In reality my parents told me I could only have 4 people at my birthday, so I only invited my two best friends to avoid picking out of my close group of friends and upsetting them. With all the drama that happened, my parents gave in and said to invite everyone. But at that point the damage had been done. One girl who I'd thought was a good friend was rather vindictive and sweetly handed me the creepiest baby doll I had ever seen. It was like Chucky in a cow costume with eyes that always looked at you.

Isn't it amazing how big a drama it seemed back then in primary school when friends became bitchy whereas now I couldn't care less what she thinks of me or those girls back then. I remember being distressed for weeks back then, but looking back it really wasn't worth all that heartache at all.

This year's another new year and another way to celebrate. Sadly Mr Kittylove is not in town with me, but my old housemate V is going to cook dinner! He didn't want to eat out because he wanted to make sure he ate healthy, he's big on making sure he gets all the food groups in every meal. I can't wait to see what we'll be eating, maybe he'll process carrots into mash and attempt to sneak them into a bolognese sauce again. Whatever he does, it'll be interesting to see how he incorporates it all in, I used to think he cooked for us as though he was cooking for a child, hiding all the veggies in all sorts of creative sneaky ways.

How was your weekend? Do you have any funny birthday stories to share?

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