Dear Sydney,

On Friday I turned a quarter of a century and tried to hide from the world. I was extremely unsuccessful. I received 20 happy birthday messages before 9am, was welcomed to work with balloons, a box of chocolates, cards and a scratchy. My mobile and desk phone were ringing all day with happy birthday greetings. I even got an email from my financial advisor’s silent partner and to top it off the Face and the Body sent me a dozen Gerberas (from roses only) delivered to work. I felt like a princess!

I spent the evening having dinner with my mother and sister, consuming free daiquiris, losing a fair bit of money on the roulette and having my cards read. We had such a great time!

Now, I don’t actually believe everything card readers say, but the one I had this particular night was extremely accurate about my personality, the past 6 months of my life and my current situation. She said some pretty funky stuff about the next 12 months. Apparently I’m in for a good romantic relationship and heaps of sex. I wonder how accurate she is about that.

P.S. Mr. Work Colleague Update
I sent Mr. Work Colleague an email to make sure he wouldn’t say anything about my promotion. The sneak asked for my number and I felt obligated to give it to him, like he would blackmail me if I didn’t. Let’s just hope he does not call.