Tag: <span>Happy Birthday</span>

It’ll be quiet here today as today marks the occasion when my beloved wife moves into her ‘mid-thirties’. Ohh I’m gonna pay for that one…

Happy Birthday darling. I love you more than I have words to say, and considering the amount of words I throw about on a daily basis I guess that’s a lot…

To everyone else who is celebrating their birthday today, many happy returns.

To everyone else for whom today is just another day, why not treat yourself a little, or tell someone that you love them. Although it’s probably best if it’s someone you know, and not just some random stranger wandering past you on the street…

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Is it wrong to schedule a blog post in case you forget to phone your sister on her birthday??

Only kidding, Happy Birthday Jen, hope you have a good one!

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We had few plans for this weekend, which is fairly rare. However Sunday was my late mother-in-law’s birthday so we had already decided to go to Cashel where we have a tree planted in her memory.

But before that we had a free Saturday and, after pottering about in the morning, we headed to Kelvingrove Art Gallery and Museum where, for the first time, I managed to fill a 1GB memory card in one afternoon. The worry is that of that lot, I only consider 24 of them to be “good enough for Flickr”, I’ve obviously got a way to go before I full get the hang of this photography lark.

As a child I remember visits (although it may have been just once or twice) to Kelvingrove. It’s a huge old building, and used to be quite dark and slightly spooky inside. Since the cleanup and restoration it has been transformed, and feels, oddly, like a new building. Most impressed.

However, two things to mention; Dali’s Christ of St John Of The Cross has been moved out into a corridor which, whilst I understand why they did it, removes some of the impact of seeing the painting closeup, add to that the lovely Fire Exit sign hanging nearby which casts it’s green neon glow onto the painting and I’m less than impressed with the decision, and special mention to the twat who, when viewing a painting which had had “interactive” thought bubbles placed next to it (to allow people to enter their own interpretation of what the people in the painting were thinking), muttered “pathetic”, not so quietly. I really REALLY wish I’d gone after him and asked for an explanation.

But then I guess Art should be kept for those who truly understand it, not for the peasants and riff-raff, the uneducated masses. Idiot.

After Kelvingrove we headed to the Botanic Gardens (I was well into memory card two by this point) for a wander. It’s not somewhere I’ve ever visited before and .. yeah.. flowers and stuff. Quite nice but a bit lacking in focus. Plenty of photos though, obv.

Sunday saw me struggle through a run in the morning (I just can’t get the hang on Sunday mornings, and neither can most of the other people in the group, so it’s not just me!) and then we headed through to Loch Lomond and Cashel. It was a bit overcast, with a light drizzle floating past but regardless, we headed off up the pathway into the hills.

We reached one of the “viewpoints” and paused to toast Grace with her favourite tipple, a wee measure of Baileys was enjoyed and, with a teary eye, we wished her a Happy Birthday. She, of course, would think we were quite mad but I know she’d be touched. Not too sure she’d be too happy about the paltry measures of Baileys mind you..

Not a bad weekend at all.

How was yours?

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Ouchy
My back isn’t mega-sore if I keep it moving. That makes sitting down at a computer to do work a little annoying… hence the reason I’m still awake at 1am doing some work. Thankfully it’s improving every day.

Happy Birthday!
Visited my Gran tonight on the occasion of her 87th birthday. She’s finally out of hospital and in a local sheltered housing unit. She has a room to herself, and seems to be adapting well to all the changes. She’s still sharp as a tack, just slowly going deaf, blind and is unable to walk without her zimmer. But hey, she’s 87.

Ohh and she’s now got a mobile phone. Today she sent a text message. My Gran. 87. My head is still spinning.

THANKS
A quick thank you to everyone who has sponsored me for the upcoming 5k, I’m pretty sure my back will be better by then (week on Sunday). Our numbers came in the other day. I’ll be wearing number 13. Seriously.

And finally…

Two questions

1. Why does my screensaver (Flurry) seem to log me out of Yahoo and MSN Messenger? Is it killing the internet connection? The screensaver doesn’t connect to the internet but I don’t know how to run any tests because doing so will stop the screensaver!

2. Know anyone that wants a website designed? I’ve just finished my last ‘job’ for the year and whilst I’ll be taking December off, I will be free in January. My rates are very reasonable you know…

Update: I’ve left a few comments on various sites this morning. None of which, I think, have come out right. Just can’t get the words to flow properly and end up fudging things and … meh. Please do not take a fence.

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What a wonderful weekend.

Friday night saw us out to dinner with my family, dining in the hotel in which Louise and I were married. We even managed to sneak in a wee birthday cake for my Dad, such are the benefits of knowing the owners, although that can backfire too… the pudding my Mum and I ordered was, I’m pretty sure, double helpings! Completely stuffed, a feeling that has been missing the past few weeks as our house is currently in the midst of a diet embargo.

Saturday morning, Dad and I head to the local gym for a wee run, my first on a treadmill for sometime. How boring it is, I much prefer the wind and rain, although we’ll see how that goes come the winter! The afternoon was part two of Dad’s birthday celebration with friends and family descending on my parents house, unfortunately the buffet lunch was rudely interrupted when an ice cream van parked itself right in front of the house.

Funnily enough it was playing Happy Birthday as it pulled up. The look on my Dad’s face was priceless!

I should explain that, and this is a family trait, my Dad is a bit of an ice cream fanatic and this was all part of his birthday. It didn’t take long for everyone to form an (un)orderly queue, with double nougats, 99s and oysters being consumed with some glee!

Out for another run this morning, and then home for a fairly lazy afternoon, and to sort out a location for next week’s blogmeet. Yes, it was a good weekend.

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Mumsy is mmrrfllthh mumbble years old, Happy Birthday Mumsy!

We are meeting my family in Glasgow at The Bothy restaurant for dinner, which is ideal as we’ve had a long lazy day pottering around the house and neither of us can be bothered cooking.

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KABOOMCRACKFLASHRUMBLE

Went the weather.

F  l i   c  k e   r went the lights.

Satellite box turned itself off, and off went the PC too (just in case).

Quite a nice evening was had reading books.

UPDATE: I wasn’t the only one enjoying the storm.

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I love pistachios. I like sitting at a bar, watching the drops of condensation race down the glass —Last one to the beermat’s a loser!— Fingertips prising the shells open, before the creamy green nut reveals itself. I like that some of them are tricky to get open, fingernails to the fore. I like the act of tossing the shells aside. I like the flavour, I like the texture. But yeah, mostly I like the fact you have to work for them a little.

Except when you are trying to read a book. Then the wee buggers all turn out to be the ones that require two hands to open, presuming you can get them open at all! And that’s not to mention the flakes of shell they leave behind, trapped between the pages forever more.

Tasty though.

(And yes, technically they are a seed, not a nut)

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Such a lovely fresh morning, the air scrubbed clean by the thunderstorm last night. Couple that with a an unexpected email or two last night and my mood is veritably soaring. AND it’s Friday. How good is that?!

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Thanks to everyone who answered my question yesterday. I guess I should take a bash at answering it myself eh?

Firstly I think it’s a bit daft to go back in time without allowing yourself the benefit of hindsight. But then that presumes, to a degree, that you would like the opporchancity to change something about your life. A decision, a moment, missed perhaps? Something you’d have done differently? I guess it’s easy to think that, knowing what you know now, you’d go back and do X, Y or even Q differently (aye, she was a bonnie lass was Q). Is your answer more a reflection of your current situation and your whether you are happy or not? For that matter, what IS happiness? Ohhh boy. Better not head down that philisophical path. Not today.

If you choose NOT to “go back” then you can justify this by saying that your past has made you the person you are today and you are quite happy thankeweverymuch. Good for you, I say. However, I do think you are missing out, aren’t you even a teeny tiny bit curious to see how you would have turned out if just one teeny tiny decision had been made differently? Not even an ickle wickle little bit?

Me? I’d take hindsight with me and go back to being 17. Or 20.

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And finally a big Happy Birthday to my sister!

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My darling wife has aged another year. I’m not allowed to tell you what age she is, but anyone born in 1973 should be able to figure it out (they were a particularly clever bunch that year). Tonight I’m whisking her off for dinner, and then home… to.. well get her yearly birthday treat.

Yes, that’s right folks, I’m talking about sex.

OK I’m kidding, I’m washing the car…

Happy Birthday darling, to think we’ve known each other for more than half of our lives…. holy crap, that’s scary, ain’t it!!

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