Growing older does not necessarily mean growing wiser…

I had a lovely birthday on Saturday. I was brought breakfast in bed by the Grumpy Old Man and the boys and received some lovely presents!

Japanese inspired candle holder.

Ishka scarf

This one is pretty self-explanatory!

My mum and s-dad came over in the afternoon and brought with them this balcony herb garden for me! This was very exciting for me because I've been talking about starting a herb garden for years - literally YEARS. I've always been a bit intimidated by gardening though, and going into gardening places and selecting soils and plants and pots and so on. According to the labels on the plants I have (from left to right) coriander, oregano, and parsley. I think the oregano taste like mint though.

Check out the look of consternation! Gardening is serious, you know!

While I had the soil available I decided to repot the poor little piece of aloe vera that has been languishing in a bowl of water in the laundry for the past 18 months - and that is not to say it was constantly in water, I watered it twice and let the water dry out completely twice - and there wasn't even any soil around the root. I'm amazed the aloe vera didn't die - those plants are extremely hardy!

Yesterday I went to a friend's baby-shower-cum-blessingway. We all had a lovely BBQ picnic in a park and I managed to get myself absolutely scorched! This was a fail on an epic scale! I didn't sleep very well last night and have been very sore all day despite slathering my skin in aloe and hydrating lotion… 

Wisdom is not a given as you grow older, that's for sure!