This entry came 18 days late, no thanks to heavy procrastination + a persistent feeling of general illness since my fake dengue episode a few days before my birthday. Since then, it's been endless outbreaks of fever, sore throat, headaches, backaches, joint-aches, limb-aches and killer lethargy (boh pian, lao charbor is like that wun...here pain, there pain, everywhere oso pain). I think I probably need a wheelchair by the time I hit 40. Can die leh...I'm actually whining about my ailments on my birthday blog...sibeh typical of a naggy old hag.
So anyway, I blew out the candles of my birthday cake on 29th July, surrounded by closest family (no other way I'd have it). Dinner was Italian, at Valentino's located off Rifle Range Road. I enjoy the food there + ambience is homey and cozy + service is tiptop, but seems that I'm the only one who likes the food. We partook in seafood pizza, fried calamari, 2 different types of squid ink pasta, grilled lamb with rosemary and herbs, basted sea bream and tiramisu cake my Babi got from Tiramisutra (Valentino staff, not to be outdone, served me a complimentary tiramisu...which tasted nicely bittersweet). I had to hear a whole barrage of complaints about the food ("so-so only lah", "what's the big deal?", "I dunno how to enjoy Italian food lah", "you call that nice?") to character putdowns ("she's always like that wun lor, go for fashionable only, never quality", "typical of her to choose this kinda place"), but fair enough lah...one man's meat is another man's poison - only in this instance, one woman's meat is five other persons' poison. But hey, it's my birthday.
Here are my birthday presents from Babi...not 1, not 2, but 4 of em! Hehe! My favorite tiramisu cake (another favorite being rich chocolate flavor!). A bouquet of sunflowers (my favorite flowers, along with tulips!). A scuba diving Swatch which I've damaged since then (am going to get it repaired soon, but dunno when cuz I'm sooo lazy to venture downtown these days). And last but certainly not least, my Babi really nailed it with the super-adorable multicolored Kipling handbag with spade, heart, diamond and club prints...which I immediately fell in love with (and have been carrying it everywhere ever since)...it sure helps that there's the cutesy signature monkey attached to the bag lah). My Babi sure knows my taste (youngish and colorful).
We had a great weekend off, mostly tian mi mi staying in, eating out or watching movies. We're simple folks and that's how we enjoy life together...regardless birthday or not. Of course, in true time-honored tradition of the Gans, the birthday celebrant gets to be super pampered and doted on by the partner for the entire day...a right redeemable only on the actual birthdate. Babi was literally my slave for the day, waiting on me hand and foot. Of course I was loving it...when else can I abuse Babi by ordering him to make me a glass of perfect iced Milo, just the way I like it??? Kekekekeke...I'm sure he's already plotting his revenge on me for his next birthday. Ahhh welll, that's still a long way off, so wait long long lor. :p
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