Firstly to give some context; I LOVE birthdays. I also love Christmas and basically any kind of big celebration but I particularly love my birthday. Some may even call me a slight birthday brat. Not in the sense that I am ungrateful at all, I am quite the contrary, but in the way that I am excited and begin the countdown to the day at least month before. I once started referring to the fact that it was nearly my birthday 6 months before hand (the eve of Christmas Eve) I just can't help myself. I really love my birthday! (Doesn't everyone!?) I was extra excited this year as well as it was my 21st birthday and I knew all my family were coming to celebrate with me in the day and then some close friends were coming round in the evening. This meant two BBQ's in one day. That fact alone doubled the birthday excitement.
|Moi a Birthday Brat!? Never! :)|
Finally I want to share with you an image of beauty. My mother's cupcake masterpiece, all homemade and decorated by us (we were rather pleased with ourselves I must say!):
|She could be a baker I tell you!|
Bye for now :)