The next day, my Canadian Chef friend here cooked me a dinner of my choice (lamb shepards pie) with a few close friends. The shepards pie was amazing, filled with carrots--peas--and tasty ground lamb and topped with mashed potatoes and cheese. My mouth is watering just thinking about it. And afterwards, she brought out a cake and they all sang happy birthday. The cake, being the most thoughtful part of the meal. She recalled me telling her about an ice cream cake my mom makes me (ice cream with a rice krispie treat bottom) and attempted to recreate it. The result was perfection. Tasting just like my moms', I devoured my piece.
And...on Sunday, my actual birthday, my Principal came into the room to have my students sing me happy birthday...my Assistant brought me a BURBERRY purse...and my boyfriend made me a recreation of my tattoo idea through 3Dart. I was truly blessed this year to have such close friends that wanted to make my birthday this year even better than any other.
Oh, and have I talked about how Kuwaiti Kindergarteners celebrate their birthdays? Well, they (meaning the parents) like to one-up one another. Meaning, if one student brings toys for all the kids then on their sons birthday they will bring 2 toys for each kid. This has resulted in for my 3 birthday celebration in class so far, my student dressed as Tom from Tom & Jerry--handed out goodie bags to everyone--brought in firecracker candles (which are apparently allowed)--and had a cake large enough to feed 75 kids. I'm concerned for the next birthday...I can't keep eating cake.
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