In the office on my birthday!

There's something vaguely dissatisfying about that. In fact, more than vaguely dissatisfying. I thought if I took a day off I might not know what to do with myself, but on my way to work today, I could think of a bazillion things:

1. Get a massage from Little Snow at Qi Mantra (or Little Bloody Snow, which is how I feel about her when she's viciously grinding the knots out of my back muscles);
2. Splurge on the Christmas edition of Glamour, Cosmopolitan or Instyle (and, most importantly, read it from cover to cover without any wet/sticky little hands trying to touch/ tear/ crumple the pages);
3. Get My Hair Done;
4. Get My Nails Done; and then
5. Spend about 2 hours trying to get my son to say "Newton's Second Law states that the acceleration of an object is dependent upon two variables - the net force acting upon the object and the mass of the object. Therefore Force Equals Mass Times Acceleration." so that he can recite this tomorrow at the Little Gym Class and freak the hell out of all the other parents.

Oh yes. 6. To buy that freaking fantastic new flash for my Canon Digital Rebel so that I can get better photos of my son freaking the hell out of the other parents at tomorrow's gym class.

But I digress. Got into the office today and my boss' secretary had bought me a steaming cup of coffee (latte) from Banoffi downstairs to wish me Happy Birthday! I was extremely touched. Also got a mass e-card from the office. Quite touched (but a little less so). I'm very surprised that they remembered. Especially since I tend not to remember anyone's birthday except my own. And my son's. And my husband's (which I've had to programme into some passwords so that I can remember).

Any birthday songs? Yes! It will increase the cheese factor of this blog 100-fold, but here goes:

1. Dido: Here With Me
2. Tori Amos' version of Landslide by Fleetwood Mac
3. Goodbye My Lover by James Blunt
4. Beth Orton: Sweetest Decline

"What’s the use in regrets
They’re just things we haven’t done yet.
What are regrets?
They’re just lessons we haven’t learned yet."