Holy shit, birthday

I reached my quarter century today. My birthday kicked off yesterday with meeting up with pinkandsilver at Starbuck's. She gave me my birthday present (a bride Hello Kitty from Build A Bear) and the three of us went to see Pirates again so she and I could marvel at the glory that is Johnny Depp in kohl and Steven could ogle Kyra Knightly.

 I went to work to find that my boss had gotten me a gorgeous bouquet of flowers and a cake and the office manager had gotten me a pretty candle and shade. The accounts manager sang me happy birthday :)

I left at 4:30, since I stayed late yesterday. Steven and I went to Vinny T's in Natick and I inadvertently drank more than we spent on food since a) our chicken piccata was cooked wrong (sauce was too buttery/not enough lemony) and my dessert was free. I had a glass of sangria and a Vendetta, which was spiced rum, amaretto, OJ, pineapple juice, and grenadine.

After that, we popped off to the Natick Mall for a little light shopping. I visited The Body Shop and got Vanilla Spice bodywash, Cranberry shimmer lotion, some salt scrub, a lippie, pink pepper perfume, and blotting papers. I also obtained a new pair of sandals with bells on them from Bakers for $15. We headed home after that and here we are now, watching today's Tour de France recap.

On a more somber note, my father seems to have forgotten my birthday. I'm kind of depressed over that.

On a good note, Steven bought me a badger plushie from England.