Thank God it's the weekend. Two days of doing nothing except the house work, riding and going off for a day with my Partner.

Having said that, I suspect it's going to be a busy one as next weekend we will be driving up the motorway (or more likely stuck in traffic at Birmingham) on our way home as it's my Birthday :o/

I don't like Birthday's, I never have done. I suspect it's because I never had a party when I was a little girl (not past the age of 9 anyways) as my parents were too busy running a hotel and working second jobs. To me (now) a good Birthday is going out for a meal and getting pissed with friends/Partner. If I get any presents that's a bonus.

My best friend is the worst for buying presents. I really don't know what goes through her mind. For example, for my 22nd birthday she bought me a pair of socks. Not just any socks they were children's size 6-8...!

Then, for Christmas last year, she bought me a picture of an Alsation dog and a matching cup, bearing in mind, I have 2 kittens and also like horses, I have never owned a dog and nor has any of my family. She has 3 dogs and my Partner has 2 dogs at home but me + dogs...ummm...no.

So I wonder what gem I will get off her this time...? :o)

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