Happy Birthday

It's my birthday! How wonderful it was to wake up and know this simple fact. It made me feel happy. I just realized that my mentioning my birthday it could easily expose who I really am. Oh well, I don't think anybody else is reading this anyway so it doesn't matter. I woke up Langford, annoyingly telling him that 'I was ready to start my birthday'. He pleaded for a little more time so I think I gave him at least another half an hour before I told him that I was 'really' ready for my birthday. Thankfully Langford is such a good sport and went to make me breakfast in bed. I got a boiled egg on ezekiel toast and a cup of tea. The egg was perfectly boiled to my taste. I knew that that was an accident but I was grateful for it. Then Langford gave me a card with a funny rhyme and some beautiful sparkly blue Indian beaded sandals and a necklace. The necklace was particularly thoughtful because he had the one he had originally bought for me and that I had lost, re-made. The Indian sandals I had spotted in a shop window a month ago but never tried on. He got the last pair and they happen to fit perfectly. Lucky. I then rushed off to miracle class where we did a beautiful meditation and had an interesting discussion about perspectives. Then I had a massage at Zara's place and then Zara and her boyfriend and Langford and I went to a beautiful lunch on top of Soho House. I had a glass of rose champagne and ate fish salad and lemon tart. Yum! I have had many birthday messages today which makes me feel very happy. I am now going to walk into Santa Monica with Langford. We might catch a movie. Whatever takes our fancy. What a beautiful, free day. That said, it has been pretty expensive! Oh well. It's my birthday.