For the past few months there has been this lingering date getting closer and closer that I didn’t really know how to react to. Online, people seem to think that turning 25 is this huge landmark and that suddenly I should start applying for mortgages or knowing what on earth I’m going to be doing with my life in 5, 10, 15 or even 20 years. I just wasn’t at that point.
Gradually as the date got closer I was thinking more about these things – and I decided that these things were going to bother me anyway, no matter what date or deadline was coming up – and I decided to enjoy it, instead of worry about it.
So, lucky me, I got a two-day birthday this year. My sister and I, coincidentally, share a birthday. Three years apart, but born on the same day, I know – She stole my birthday, how dare she?!? We have always kinda done our own things, particularly over the past few years, we’ve hardly seen each other over the time of our birthdays, but this year, our schedules sort of matched up.
The day before our birthday we were both going to be free, so my mum decided to treat us both to a spa day – LOVELY! We got there mid morning and spent a good couple of hours swimming, enjoying the jacuzzi and lounging out in the sauna and steam room – gossiping and generally chilling out a bit – which for all of us is saying something (three women whose lives all go at 1000mph!)
We had facials and massage treatments booked at 1pm which was amazing – literally came out of the treatment room an hour and a half later a completely different woman – I was a bit spaced out actually when I came out – don’t think I’ve been that quiet in a while! Then we had our mid-afternoon spa lunch and headed home for about 4ish.
My sister had a work day out at Thorpe park on the day of our actual birthday, but I was free as a bird and as my dad hadn’t come to the spa day he decided to take me on a day out to the seaside.
We headed to Western-Super-Mare for the day, starting with fish and chips on the sea front (from a place called “Papa’s” which is apparently the best fish and chips in the south west and it did not disappoint!)
We then headed onto the pier and played on all the old fashioned arcade games – the coin-drop machines with all the 2ps you can find, air hockey and all the rest, it was great – we even won enough tickets to get a bottle of bubbles! 🙂
After the pier we had a ride on the big wheel, with the most gorgeous views over the seafront, and played mini golf (I may have got a hole-in-one and done a very silly dance in celebration…!)
We went for a walk past the donkeys on the beach, but decided that we were probably too big to have a donkey ride – I might have been having a day where I felt like an 8 year old, but my bottom is definitely that of a 25 year old!
A quick ice-cream on the front in the sunshine and we headed back – we were both a bit sleepy from all the sea air – and we had to get the BBQ ready for when my mum and sister got in. (Not forgetting obligatory guilt-free birthday cake! Calories don’t count on your birthday, right?!)
I love a cheeky BBQ and it was a perfect end to a great couple of days celebrating what I thought was going to be a scary birthday, but that actually turned out to be really really fun – I definitely resorted to my 8 year old self on that pier and loved every minute of it!