Today ...

... I had that Thai massage, bliss, slightly painful bliss.
Then I spoiled it all by trying on dresses. That was depressing, I usually have such good luck in that shop.
I made things worse by eating a quiche that was so full of oils and fats I couldn't finish it.
Then I got home and Tigger presented me with a Crown Larger bottle top. We haven't had beer in the house for months, and I don't believe it was Crown Larger either. Still, we played fetch with that for a while, which de-frumpygrumpy-ified me.
I remembered I had bought a copy of Kenneth Clark's Civilisation, so I watched a couple of episodes of that, contemplated my teeth, and feel much better. This is because I'm a deeply shallow person and should be ashamed of myself.
Now I'll start cooking my own birthday dinner. I may or may not share it with Mr Brown but the furry girls will get some prawn tails for sure!