So yesterday a life changing event happened. I turned a quarter of a century old. I wonder if this means I have to start being more mature and responsible now.
We had planned our birthday BBQ quite a while ago but didn't actually add up how many people we had invited until Saturday, and we got to 45, which was not going to be a problem if the sun was out as our garden is a good size, but we definitely weren't fitting them all in our house if it had rained.
I didn't really need to worry anyway, as the sun came out especially for me and it was a beautiful afternoon. DC was completely stressing but I think once everything was in full swing he was happy. We were so busy that we didn't really get a look in on the food. We covered the meat and asked everyone to bring the nibbles. We ended up with a LOT of nibbles. DC was busy manning the BBQ and I was too busy checking my grandparents had enough tea.
Me: "here you go nana, a lovely burger for you"
Nana: "oh no I don't want that, what sandwiches have you made?"
Me: "none nana, this is a BBQ, we haven't made sandwiches"
Nana: "I'm sure you've got some bread in your cupboard, a cheese sandwich would be lovely"
Grandad: "whilst you're at in Danielle put the kettle on"
So many of our neighbours came which was lovely, and it gave us all a proper opportunity to get to know each other. I do have to admit though that I had to open their birthday cards straight away so that I could find out what their names were to introduce them to everyone.
It was actually the best birthday ever. I don't think I got around to having a proper natter with everyone but I am so blessed to have such great families and friends. They're the best things about birthdays, getting everyone together in one place.
turning 25 totally does not mean maturity! x
ReplyDeleteI think I have a while longer yet, that's what I will keep telling myself anyway :) x
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