one hundred and eighty five






I am grateful for how little it truly takes to make me happy. I was in heaven today over a cup of coffee and a piece of chocolate cake. I had it with lunch, for afternoon tea and for dinner. I love how I convince myself that if I have a light meal, a piece of cake doesn’t count. It is the most divine cake. I found it by googling easiest cake recipe in the world. Genuinely. (I have a valid reason for doing this). And anyway its vegan so it’s okay to overindulge. Which means I can have a piece before bed.

one hundred and seventy six


Apparently I never put my feet up. I’m alway busy doing something even if its actually nothing (now thats a thought worthy of much discussion over many glasses of red wine). Anyway, I think its that relentless participation thing I suffer from. But I am getting better. I am. Today I put my feet up. Only because they looked so pretty. I’m not a colour on my toes kind of girl. I think it’s because I’m not good at maintenance. I’m too busy relentlessly participating. So today I am grateful for a wonderful hours indulgence and my pretty toes.