And I'll cry if I want to! :( Throughout the history of my existence, never have I spent my birthday so utterly and completely alone.

Fair enough, some years I didn't bother even celebrating the occasion but I could always, at the very least, rely on my family for cake. You know what I'm talking about, the impromptu cake, with a generic "happy birthday" and reused numbered candles where the 2 in twenty something is half melted... Ah, good times...

Although, I did get some early presents from Ari, one is a rug that I picked which reminds me of home (it's brown and soft) and the other is a super dooper heater because it is so cold at night in Bahrain. Seriously, I'm wearing tights under my track pants and it's still cold! Doesn't seem right.


Anyway, what would warm my heart (and belly!) would be everyone having a celebratory shot of tequila with me - wherever you are (excluding Ari who's in Saudi where it's illegal and anyone with a bun in the oven). So you will need the following:

• Tequila
• Slice of orange 
• Castor sugar (or substitute with brown sugar)
• Cinnamon