It's my birthday Adam!

For those of you not familiar with this AMAZING new favorite tradition of mine, a Birthday Adam is a wonderful invention of my flatmate Kelly and her friend Katie's family.  Basically, you have your ordinary birthday, and the day before your birthday is your birthday eve...but in the Bible, Adam came before Eve and so the day before your birthday eve is your BIRTHDAY ADAM.  I love this whole concept as it means I get three days of being special instead of just one (insert joke about how I am special [ed] every day of the year)!

I'm celebrating by catching up on blogging while drinking a delicious cup of tea.  Mmmm, tea.  I'm so addicted.

As I wrote last, Saturday was Greenwich and we had a blast.  (Rhyme!)  Saturday night was very low-key as we were all pretty tired from long days of fun...Isaac and the girls from upstairs came to our flat and we were going to watch "Pride and Prejudice" but instead ended up playing cribbage and just talking and being chill and having a mellow night.  I really enjoyed it...good company and an evening of relaxation was just what the doctor ordered.  We were up early on Sunday to attend Anglican Mass at St. Paul's Cathedral, the seat of the Anglican Church.  It's only about a fifteen-minute walk from our flats, which is nothing compared to other places we walk routinely :)  Charlie, Coleen, Kate and I got there about five minutes before Mass started and got second row seats, right under the enormous dome!

It was such a beautiful service...very, very similar to Catholic Masses, actually, except that instead of praying for the Pope, you pray for the Queen, and there are some subtle wording differences.  The men/boys choir was phenomenal and the sound of the choir and organ resonated to fill every corner of the enormous church...the second-largest in Europe, after St. Peter's Basilica in Roma!  The little choirboys were adorable in their high-necked choir robes, and they sang like little soprano angels, although Kate and I cracked up when one of them started picking his nose and eating it in front of the entire congregation...not very dignified!

After the COLD walk back it was hard-core homework time for the first time this trip: I wrote two papers all afternoon long and worked ahead on light reading and such to prevent another marathon homework session from having to happen again.  Sunday night was the Superbowl at Exmouth Arms so we all drank some wine (a lot of wine) and cider before heading over to the pub for the 11:30pm kickoff.  The Exmouth Arms is a very small, very quaint pub that offered us awesome drink deals for the Superbowl and now on Mondays (thanks to the awesomeness of my flatmate Joanie!).  We had a really good time watching the game, although I think we all missed the American commercials...and it is a truth universally acknowledged that British sportscasters do not know how to announce American football games.  I headed home around 1am as halftime was starting, and got to bed soon thereafter.

Monday and today were both uneventful!  Long day of interning at BBDO and PriceWaterhouseCooper class yesterday in some very half-assed attempts at snow...London's no Minnesota.  WE FOUND DAFFODILS FOR SALE OUTSIDE THE EMBANKMENT TUBE STATION and my heart did a happy dance of joy!  Daffodils are my 100% unequivocal favorite flower and I can't wait for them to bloom...a little birthday-week miracle :)  Kate and I had an adventure on the Tube home as we encountered our first signal failure and were stuck with all the other commuters for about an hour total.  We started a new opera today in Opera in London, "Lucia di Lammermoor," and I already like it much better than "The Rake's Progress."  And...ummm...hmm.  Now I'm drinking tea and writing a blog.  Tomorrow is a long class day but that's mitigated by getting to sleep in a bit!  Now I'm going to stop being verbose and un-funny (cough*Brian*cough) and go enjoy the rest of my relaxing Tuesday!