A late afternoon invitation from Lisa meant I had dinner with the Keegan clan last night (minus Dad, plus Mum's parents) which probably beats my original plan of cooking my own roast dinner and cake. I don't know if corned beef actually counts as a roast, but it is a singular lump of meat and that's not all that comment in my house. And sure, I made the cake the day before but that's not the point. (I actually made two and took one to work. Apparently people seem to think there's a rule that says I'm not supposed to make my own birthday cake?) So yes, I had butter chicken and a whole myriad of cakes for dinner (because everyone made/brought cake - a cheesecake pavlova [Lisa], chocolate cake [me], sponge cake [Nanna]).
Mum's present is a swirly-type painting (ok, maybe swirly is the wrong word - it looks a little like flames if you hold it the right way) which will probably hang in the stairwell. It's pretty and orange-brown-like... and I don't describe artwork very well. Greg and Lisa gave me a one of those Lonely Planet books with lists of places to visit. Full of interesting trip planning ideas :)
What else? Met up with Mel after work (who gave me cooking stuff and a Thai phrasebook that I think I'm supposed to study). Thanks Mel! Jasper and Caddie (the dogs) were insane last night (I think it's all the people). Saw Bill and Betty's shiny new laptop. Filled in my tax return. All pretty normal stuff really :)
