I know what I was doing 10 years ago

Yes - I may have less than nothing to report on the post-less last few days.

I could summarise - work, work, work, tend to daughter's cough, work, work, tend to daughter's cough, work, work, tend to daughter's cough, work, work, tend to daughter's cough, work, work, tend to daughter's cough - notice the complete lack of housework? - work, work, tend to daughter's cough, create a few fabulous dinners (not catering for childish tastes because she is sick and doesn't want anything, her tummy hurts, her throat hurts, can she play on the computer), work, work, tend to daughter's cough - I could go on for the requisite 1,000 words but I think you have the picture painted. (Oh, and please note - the "work, work" component meant that V had more than a fair share of the "tend to daughter's cough" end of the deal!)

But I do remember exactly what I was doing 10 years ago.

I was cleaning my house, cooking up a storm, organising friends with chairs, tables, crockery, cutlery, salads, ingredients, ovens, menus and getting ready for tomorrow.

Because tomorrow was the celebration of my 30th.

We had 50 of our nearest and dearest come to a sit-down four-course vegetarian feast under our house to help celebrate.

The only set-back to the whole meal was when the non-capsicum version of the spinach gnocchi in roasted red-pepper and blue-cheese sauces was all scoffed before P could grab some.

Still haven't organised my 40th - but I found the invitation to my 30th the other day (and promptly lost it again, otherwise you would have the picture...) and smiled.

That was also the day we announced to the world that we were expecting a 'Salina shaped surprise.

What is your "ten years ago" memory?