36, hooray, I actually thought I was 35 and I got my birthday date wrong, turning into a crazy old cat lady a tad early. My birthday was last Sunday, I woke to a pancake breakie with the kids and we opened some pressies. My fave pressie, the most divine wall hanging from Helen, I love pebble quilting, my sister is so good at it!
Close up shot, little neat stitches. Its actually the only thing hanging up on a wall in this house besides Emma's wol quilt. Colours match my sewing room perfectly, very happy birthday person here thanks to my sister dear.
I received some other lovely gifts too, just waiting for a few more FQ's to arrive from my birthday swap and then I will blog them in a seperate post.On my birthday we went and had a roast lunch with some family, where we all got some form of food poisoning causing Stu to vomit the whole way home, Cate to cry the whole way home as she got spew splatter on her arm, and Oliver doubled over with severe cramps so a one hour trip took nearly 2 hours and poor Bob ended up in hospital the next day on a drip for pain relief and dehydration. All in all a memorable birthday and my extended holiday is officially over as I am back at work.