MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!

I'M TWENTY-NINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Have to rush - just slept an unprecedented 11 hours last night (went to bed at 7.30pm, I was that knackered) and need to get to work and eat breakfast and drink tea in 15 mins.

A HUGE THANK YOU to all of you for your lovely birthday wishes - I didn't realise I had so many friends. Well, ones who are still talking to me, anyway... It was lovely to receive, especially since I was forced to work over my birthday - grrr.

As for the celebrations, got some people together and went to this gorgeous restaurant up in Kenscoff, in the mountains above PetionVille. It was beautiful but bloody freezing up there - people were warning me to bring a jumper or something but I scoffed at all that. Cold, windy, cloudy - felt really at home. I'm not kidding, it was a great feeling! It is possible to have too much sun and good weather. Anyway, here it is:



And here's me with Brenda - our Kenyen Nutritionist. She tells me that the thirties are where it's at - you apparently get the best sex of your life is in your then. Hmmmnnn.



And for pure comedy value - a vid of us driving back along a very bumpy road...

Gotta drink my tea - will write more this evening.

Stuff...

I decided to stop moaning about work - it's dull and repetitive. Instead, I'm going to start [cough cough] moaning about the fact that I'll be TWENTY-NINE on Sunday [OK, probably not any more interesting but makes a change].

How the hell did that happen...

Anyway, after a ridiculously long day at work yesterday [cross fingers that the donor allocation module will work today], got home and started aimlessly surfing the net, as you do. And hit on one of the Facebook lists "You know you've been too long in XXX when you...". This one was about the Middle East and thought I'd lift some titbits:

You are not surprised to see a goat in the passenger seat

You expect the confirmation on your airline ticket to read "insha'allah"

Your idea of housework is leaving a list for the maid

You consider it normal for the same section of the road to be dug up three times by contractors in the space of a few weeks


The one about the maid is just SO true...