A birthday.

So I turned 31 yesterday without much fanfare.
Went to school, taught, and then took off to spend the rest of the day with my love.
Nothing was planned, everything was decided on the day itself, from the movie to the dinner venue.
No fancy restaurants either – dinner was at a little dim sum place at the heart of unglamorous Jalan Besar.
And then we went home where I spent some time playing with my cats.
The day ended with Mr Thick reading the Yellow Submarine e-book to the little guy.

There was no cake, no candles to blow out.
There was no present.
Well, the real present will arrive on Saturday: tickets to watch Wicked!

So simple, so fuss-free.

I like.