Forty farking five. How did that happen?

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I’m 45 today. Forty farking five. Tomorrow I will be officially closer to 50 than 40. There’s a cheery bit of news.

To celebrate turning 45 I’m attending Sprog 2’s first netball training session and sausage sizzle.

OK, that’s downplaying the day slightly – at 6pm the babysitter is arriving and Husband and I are off to the Opera House for drinks and nibbles before going to see Neil Finn and Paul Kelly at the Opera House (row Y – must remember my glasses/telescope).

Despite me banning gifts, I’ve already received two tickets to Gold Class at the cinema and some gorgeous little bowls. My mum is giving me US dollars for my trip. There’s a present waiting on top of the bunny condo from my parents-in-law , it feels like a cookbook.

I know you’ve been desperately wondering what you can give me too. Just a gesture, since I don’t want anything material … so here are some suggestions:

“Like” the website I’m editing – ivillage – on Facebook. Click here.

“Follow” HouseGoesHome by putting your email details in the “subscribe” box in the upper right hand corner of my blog.

“Share” one of my blogs on your Facebook page.

Write a comment on HouseGoesHome to make me look popular.

Write a comment on ivillage.com.au to make me look popular.

There you go! Sorted.

OK, I’m off to slip on my lucky green undies for a birthday session of Body Pump at the gym.

I really know how to party. Always have done – check me out going wild at my 3rd birthday, above.

Happy St Patricks Day!

15 thoughts on “Forty farking five. How did that happen?

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  1. Happy birthday. Have a great day. And by the way, you won’t get any sympathy from me – I’m fifty farking five!

  2. Ah, happy birthday lovely. I think the thing that got me most about turning 45 last year was moving up a ‘box bracket’ you know, the tick here if you’re 30- 35. Wah, 45- 50 doesn’t have the same ring… But apart from that it’s all good – especially if you’re wearing your lucky green undies x

  3. Happy Farking BIrthday, Ms House!!! I’m celebrating mine by booking a session with the chiro cos my back’s killing me. From all those gym/pilates session, you ask? Nup. Just plain old age. I’m officially decaying. Have a fab night!

  4. Happy birthday, 45 isn’t that bad, you get used to the dodgy knees, the suddenly appearing sunspots, the faulty memory. It’s amazing how you adapt.

    Have a great day.

  5. Happy Birthday you saucy minx! Hope you have a great time tonight getting your fancy on with Neil, Paul and hubby.

  6. Happy birthday. Can you still remember your parties when you were a kid? If so then you’re not too old. Can’t believe you went to the gym on your birthday though….crazy.

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