I lick your nose!

As previously advertised today is my birthday! Hooray! I feel as though I have been thoroughly spoilt by my friends, family and workmates and would like to take the opportunity to say thank you, thank you, thank you.

Birthdays are an usual creature. They’re a lovely opportunity to expresses how thankful you are, to have someone in your life. I see them as that, a chance to say ‘Happy Birthday – I love you and I’m really pleased that we are family, or that we’re friends – insert correct term here. Or I really appreciate that you are here, if love is too strong a term. So, Birthdays are lovely.

I’m not a present mad person (I much prefer to give presents!), although I grateful for all of the thoughtful gifts I have received! One present I had been desperate to see, was a beautiful Dragon made from glass. I’ll provide a link to the artist shortly so that she can take credit for her gorgeous creation.  It was bought a few months ago and I’d been cruelly denied access to it. I wasn’t allowed to cuddle it either! But today that all has changed, bwahah…

Dragon!

Lewis and Rosie, very kindly, clubbed together and bought me a book of poetry, written by cats. It’s called I could pee on this by Francesco Marciuliano and it’s hilarious. I would definitely recommend it. My favorite poems include such classics as, ’I lick your nose’ and ‘Tiny boxes’.

I hope everyone is having a wonderful day.

maybe...

Daily Prompt: A Friend in Need

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/07/25/daily-prompt-friendship/

Daily Prompt: A Friend in Need.

My closest friend is far away.
For the sake of my remaining heart, I hope that way it stays.
It can be a hard thing to be a friend, a true friend.
They are a gift, whose love knows no end.
Celebrations and laughter are easy;
Like sharing jokes and anecdotes.
But would you share unwanted truth?
No one wants, their friends to tears, reduced.
Do you pick them up, when they are low?
Even when they turn, on you, with blows?
It can be a hard thing to be a friend, a true friend.
They are a gift, whose love knows no end.