Happy Tuesday! If that's not a total oxymoron.
I've been feeling all kinds of gloomy of late, but it's encouraged me to search even harder for the illusive silvery lining of the cartoon storm cloud permanently hovering over my head. After considerable searching, I've finally managed to find a glimmer or three...
1. Car Boot Chic
I spent Sunday morning at Brighton Racecourse car boot sale drinking tea from a flask, getting mildly sunburnt (seriously, people - in MARCH) and punting a whole load of random tat. The wintery sunlight was accompanied by a wind more cutting than Joan Collins with PMT, and I realised with dread shortly after arriving that I'd forgotten my gloves.
For those of you who've never met me, you may be unaware that my gloves are basically a medical necessity. The skin on my hands is so sensitive I've actually cut myself on vegetables before. Not the vegetable knife. The VEGETABLES. Cue me going into Panic Mode, or at least until I remembered that I'd actually brought some gloves with me to sell. Hallelujah!
I'm not claiming to be the most glamorous car boot seller who ever lived, but I can't imagine there are many sellers who hawk their wares while sporting elbow-length satin opera gloves...
2. Tiny Fried Eggs
Contrary to popular opinion, the coldest part of my body isn't actually my Ice Queen Heart. It's my stomach. I don't know why, but when my core gets cold I just can't seem to shake it (the cold, that is; not my belly. That's a bowlful of jelly to rival Santa's). This means I can usually be found clutching a hot water bottle to my stomach, regardless of the ambient temperature. When I recently noticed that, post-hwb, my stomach was doing a rather fantastic impersonation of JD's Pink Belly (admittedly, not signed by Turk) I started to wonder what the heat might be doing to my insides. I finally settled on this:
Good thing I don't want kids, eh? Haha
3. Pre-dinner cheesecake
Although my on-going lack of WiFi access is making me to consider joining some kind of support group, there are some benefits to being forced to track down alternative sources of internet-flavoured goodness. Usually, when I'm using the WiFi at Bill's (tonight's provider of choice) I try to eke out one pot of tea until my laptop battery dies. But tonight I decided that (given that I was going to use the internet for hours) it would be rather rude not to order something edible too..
If exercising good manners isn't the perfect excuse for eating lemon meringue pie cheesecake before dinner, then I don't know what is...
Nor do I care, actually. Pre-dinner cheesecake needs no excuse.
Have you discovered anything particularly smile-inducing lately? Do share!