This is going to sound like a super weird post and I bet you’re probably all thinking, “wth jenny?” at the title. It’s not clickbait, I 100% mean it, I don’t like my own birthday. I mean obviously when I was younger in Primary School and had swimming parties and McDonalds parties and bouncy castles and the works, birthdays rocked. I wanted it to be my birthday every day! Actually tell a lie, I didn’t, I would always get overwhelmed with all the people and just want a quiet half an hour to myself but you get my gist. Birthday’s were brilliant. Friends, cake, food, presents, balloons, parties. But as I got older, I had a huge change of heart. I distinctly remember spending the first few hours of my 16th birthday in bed crying. So here’s a super sad list of reasons why I don’t really like my own birthday…
I absolutely love other people’s birthdays. I hate my own but someone else’s, I am all down for spoiling them, making a fuss of them, presents, cakes, balloons, decorations – you name it, I’ll go all out for someone else. I just love someone knowing that it’s all about them for that one day and it’s never a bad thing to show someone how special they are! It was my boyfriend’s 29th birthday at the beginning of the month and I wanted to do just that this year because I knew how much he was dreading turning 29. So I wanted to share a bit of it with you as well!
I love cake. I mean, who doesn’t? Cake is the best. You know what’s even cooler than simply a cake? A cake that comes straight through your letterbox! I wasn’t convinced anyone could create a product so perfect that you could literally get cake delivered to your door and you wouldn’t have to get up out of bed to receive it. How wrong was I? Baker Days offer just that; the infamous letterbox cake. And it literally is what it says on the tin. And what’s in the tin is oh so yummy…
If you’re my Twitter friend, you may have noticed that I like Formula 1… A little bit. Okay, a lot. I recently wrote about my first ever Formula 1 experience at the Silverstone mid-season test in August and this month the Formula 1 experiences continued when I made my first ever visit to the Donington Park Formula 1 museum in Derby. This was a belated birthday present from my parents, who kindly paid for my boyfriend and I to stay overnight near the museum and obviously visit the museum itself. I would be super cliché and say I didn’t know what to expect but of course I did know what to expect… Cars. A lot of them.
10 days ago, it was my 24th birthday (I wrote a post here) and I’ve never done a birthday present haul before due to a fear of it appearing show-offy or something but I figured it’s my blog and I can post what the hell I like. Yes, it’s taken me 3 and a half years of blogging to actually realise that. As I said in my birthday post (which you should have read by now, if not I’m totes disappointed), I’m not a huge fan of my birthday and I didn’t ask for much. In fact, of all my presents I actually only asked for 2 of them, the rest were surprises which I am very thankful for.
Good morning everybody. Today’s post is in association with 4th September because today is my birthday. Yay happy birthday to me! Actually, you may be surprised to know that I don’t like my birthday all that much really and we’ll get to that shortly but I felt somewhat obligated to write something today because I think I’ve done that every year since starting my blog.
Planning your friend’s birthday is a good way to show them that you really care. It’s a special day when you can celebrate them and make their day as good as it possibly can be. Here’s how to plan it and make it perfect.
- Choose a Day to Celebrate
First of all, you need to choose the day when you really celebrate their birthday. This might sound obvious because only one day of the year is their birthday. But they might be busy or have to work on the actual day of their birthday. That’s why it can be better to choose another day when you can organise something big without them having other commitments.
It’s been a funny sorta few months. At the beginning of September, I turned 23 and with a birthday brings a lot of promise of new starts, new adventures, goals and things to work towards now that you’re a year older and seemingly a year wiser. A realisation that now is the best time to get your act together and that life will only move onwards and upwards from here on out. This didn’t happen for me. In fact, the complete opposite did.
In case you didn’t guess by the title of this blog post, today, I turned 23. To me, 23 is a big scary number that makes it sound like I should have it all figured out when really, I don’t. For that reason mostly, I’m not a huge fan of my own birthday (other people’s however, I love!) because more often than not you focus more on what you haven’t achieved by the age you turn, rather than what you have. But this year, I thought I’d try and put things a little more into perspective.
Firstly, I’d just like to sincerely apologise for how boring this August wrap-up could potentially be. August has been a pretty good month but believe it or not, I haven’t received anything in the post nor have I actually bought anything that you might want to see! But, I did finally get to see my best friend again, make some progress on my WIP amongst other things so although there’s not much to show you, I can still waffle a bit about what I’ve been up to and what’s to come over the next month!
Let’s get the important stuff out the way first; this month I was finally reunited with my best friend Lynsey James! She came to stay with me for the second time and we had a great time. We made cakes and cocktails, had takeaways and a gorgeous BBQ, spent all da relaxing in the garden and had a ride to the seaside one evening. Continue reading