Well Then.

All birthday celebrations have been officially cancelled; since one of the cats (Pixel. The blue guy.) had an argument with a car, and lost.

And so our curse of cat ownership continues. Last year saw Cyrus’s cat Loki die; the year before, our first joint kitten Samael.

Happy Birthday To Me

It’s my birthday today! I just turned twenty five. I think I’m meant to be a proper grown-up by now. Maybe. A little.

Cyrus, has been showering me in gifts since he got back from Los Angeles a couple weeks ago. I’m pretty sure he would have burst if he held out all of the gifts until today (:

In any case, official birthday gifts were a copy of Bouchon, and 512MB of memory for my new camera.

Inofficial pre-birthday gifts were my new camera (: (see aforementioned memory), and a copy of Les Halles.

It is safe to say that this birthday season, I made out like a bandit. (Although, it’s also worth saying that I had no idea how expensive it is to buy things in New Zealand! The camera was about a third less, and the books were about half the price as they would be over here – including the currency conversion)

Oval Oven of Doom

I bought myself a Le Creuset Oval Oven today.

Kirkcaldies is having their infamous sale at the moment; and I had a gift voucher that I received for Christmas. Going to Kirks to find something to buy myself seemed like a reasonable thing to do. This particular pot (the last one, no less) was on sale for $185, down from $300; which seemed like a worthwhile sort of a discount, really. The pot I ended up getting, is the 27cm oval oven, in flame; if you’re interested in such things.

The pain! The agony!

I’ve started playing the guitar again (There was a song that I just had to learn. This is usually how I end up starting to play the guitar again).

On day 2, I’ve got blisters on my blisters.

(Although, if you hold your ears right, you can almost hear the song.)

Here’s Johnny!

Cyrus is back! And he came forth bearing gifts!

As a “Cyrus is home” present, he gave me a brand spanking new digital camera. It’s much smaller than my film cameras (and my old digital) so now I have no excuse for not carrying it around with me.

He also procured a couple of table lamps, and laundry hampers (they’re like giant springs wrapped in a fine mesh) and a diabolical looking rack for holding paper towels.

He’s also been taunting me with my birthday gift [Yes, a birthday gift in addition to the camera. I’m.. astonished].

Oh! And most important of all, he bought some bottles of catnip bubble solution for the cats. The cats still aren’t 100% certain what to make of bubbles; but it’s still fun to watch.