**It's my birthday**

I’m officially 36 years old today, Aug 14. Another 4 years to go, before I have to change the blog title to ‘Confession of a forty something’. Didn’t have anything special planned for the day and knowing Angah’s busy workload these few days, I doubt that he too had the time to work on any surprises for me (though I secretly hope that he had). But to be fair to him, I did have a pleasant surprise from him for our 10 years anniversary last April.

My first birthday call came from my parents at the early morning hours. After which I received sms from my brothers, bro-in-law, my husband’s niece, a call from colleagues at the office –put me on speaker phone and sang Happy Bday song to me, another call from my husband’s nephew and more birthday wishes sms from long time no hear friends.

Anyways both angah and I took leave from work today to have my birthday lunch treat. After the usual argument of ‘where are we going to eat’ in the car, we decided to go Starhill to check out the many eateries they have there. We never eat there before.

The 20-25minutes drive took us almost an hour to reach due to heavy lunch hour traffic. I was starving by the time we reached the place and decided that I can eat almost anything. So we decided to eat Western food when we saw Jake’s. It’s the safest and yummiest choice.
I had lamb shank (request for the smallest portion that they have-picture on top) while Angah had a combo of steak and prawn.
For appetizer, since it is my birthday so I got to choose and I chose half dozen of fresh oysters to the horror of my husband. I managed to persuade/force him to eat one (he swallowed it actually without even tasting it).
To him, it’s like Fear Factor. Other than vege and fruits, he dislikes uncooked food.

We had dessert at another place. Or rather I had dessert. Angah is not so into sweet things unlike me.
But I’m really trying hard to control my sugar craving. But birthdays are exceptional even when it is not mine. He! he!

All in all I had a pleasant birthday. Oh ya, I bought myself a present too. But maybe I elaborate about that in another entry.

Tonite, I’m skipping dinner. I’m still full. In fact, I think I ate too much bcos now my tummy hurts. I already popped in the gastritis pill.