My favourite pastime - fondling my fronds of foliage πΏππΌββοΈ (try saying that after a glass of fizz π π₯π₯΄) It's my birthday this weekend. 37. WTF. I get anxious all the time that I haven't had a baby, got married (again π ), own my own bricks and mortar, find new wrinkles daily... the list could go on π. But really, that's not the be-all and end-all, is it!? I'm going into my 37th year healthy & happy and I'm thankful for that ππ». So, I'll continue to plait & weave my leaves, drink my prosecco and see what the next 37 years has in store for me π€π»β¨
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