Happy Birthday

To me!

Today was my birthday. My 25th.

Yesterday mum, dad and B came over and we went for rodizio. Assuming that most of you won't have a clue what I'm on about, let me explain. Rodizio is Brasilian for BBQ. There's a place only a few minutes down the road from us that does an all you can eat buffet and BBQ. It's heaven on a plate. Not only is there a variety of hot Brasilian dishes and salads, the meat is brought round to your table and carved from skewers onto your plate. And just when you think you can't eat any more, they bring something else you haven't tried. Needless to say we didn't eat dinner last night.

Today I tried to sleep slightly later than a usual Monday but was thwarted by Y not wanting to get out of bed at 6:30 to take care of TB. I opened the remainder of my presents* (TB insisted I open all of the ones from my family whilst they were with us on Sunday) and managed to get out of the house before lunch time for some shopping.

Despite spending a large proportion of my afternoon wandering around Oxford Street I surprisingly came away having bought nothing. It wasn't that I didn't try, but more that I was too disorganised. You see to start, I wanted to buy another suit. But I didn't particularly want to buy a black one. So, having looked round a number of shops I established that unless I wanted to wear shorts (which I do not) or a 3/4 length sleeved jacket (which I also do not), then my options were limited to things well outside my price range (and does anyone else think it's ridiculous spending £110 on a jacket that you're hoping to slim beyond?).

I also went off to get my hair done. Before Christmas I modelled at the Toni & Guy Academy and left my number with the stylist in case she needed someone again. She didn't, but one of the other students did, so off I went for another free cut. Pictures will follow but it seems that Toni & Guy also train in the extreme application of serum, which does not sit well with my hair. Tomorrow maybe.

After that I had just enough time to try another suit, but of course, between the two I had to choose from, they didn't have both parts of either one in my sizes. By that time I had to head off for my Portugues class so came away with nothing. But tomorrow lunch time I'll be heading out for a suit and a pair of shows I picked, and then some other time will head to Primark to blow the rest of my money on many cheap and cheerful clothes.

So all in all, a good day.

* Note: truffles do not travel well by post.