Thursday, February 28, 2008
I'm now 30. The transition thus far has been painless. It would have been tough to be sulky when a stunning flower arrangement arrived for me at the office as my co-workers fed me vanilla layer cake.
Saturday was my day to do as I pleased. I slept in and skipped the gym, ate chocolate for lunch, went for a stroll in Bloor West Village, shopped... I was seriously fortunate with the warm weekend weather, especially considering how this week has been. It's not often I can wander around on my February birthday without mitts on.
That day, I also went through with my much anticipated haircut. You won't be surprised to hear I selected a very short look again. I'm all for the kind of instant gratification/beautification that just isn't possible with long hair. This new stylist really knows what he's doing. He's so careful and attentive and he has a sense of whimsy too. He shaved an asymmetric swoosh at the nape of my neck: fun!
On Saturday night, I had a drinks thing with friends at my default local spot for beer and cocktails. I had a great time, so great that I forgot to take even a single photo! I think I impressed a few people with my tequila absorbing abilities. Hey! If you chipped in too much money on Saturday, let me know; I've got some change to give you!