In the morning we went and painted these little olive bowls at a ceramics studio. Once they're glazed they will be bright red and pink...but for now they are subtle and pastelly. Ian chose to do his in pink and red too as he knew those are the colours that I would most like in a kitchen accessory, but halfway through painting, he stopped and asked: Do you think my pot is a bit girly?....Mmmm, well yes! But I love it and I love that he created such a fabulously camp pot in my birthday honour. Surprisingly his is the one on the right...see, it really is very delicate and pretty! He had to bite the heads of some chickens afterwards to re-centre himself (not really...obviously).
My parents came over in the evening (and my mother brought these beautifully wrapped gifts) and we had a party tea with the children. My lovely Mama went to the huge effort of cooking me all my very favourite foods.
Last night Mr Teacakes & I went to Milk & Honey, where my sister was having her birthday party...it was lots of fun...but this morning my head hurts and, despite the fact that our small ones are residing elsewhere, I woke shockingly early feeling rather like I was on a boat. I never normally eat breakfast...but I think I may have some birthday cake in bed to try and make myself feel human...or just sugary. So much of post late-night recovery is psychological though and I have just looked in the mirror and I realise that I must have slept perfectly on my back, for my makeup has magically stayed in place, and I look weirdly healthy and like I'm all ready to go to another party....this has made me feel almost instantly better - horay!