Birthday

Tomorrow’s my birthday and I’m turning 34. Yes, 34! I can’t believe it myself. I’m getting old, but I’m still closer to 30 than 40. For the first time in many, many years I’m actually home at my birthday. But not any of my friends! Having a birthday right in the middle of the summer means that either you are away or your friends. Always being away on holiday I haven’t really thought about it, but this year I actually feel a bit lonely. Not even mum and her husband are around. They are on holiday somewhere in Germany-Switzerland-Austria, but I’m sure they will call. I want to have fun, get tipsy, laugh and just be silly. So what will I do? I don’t know. I’ll probably drink some wine and try not making a big deal out it. It’s just one of many birthdays. Hopefully next year will be better. Turning 35 calls for a big celebration, right?!