We are suffering from an epidemic...and no one is immune. Miss Golightly would call it the mean reds...not the blues...the mean reds.
The cause? Sadness...it’s crisis overload – emotional crisis, economic crisis, identity crisis; someone you know is dying from cancer; someone you know has just died from cancer; the all too familiar be glad you still have a job; another psychopath on the rampage; another earthquake; another Josef Fritzl (I wonder how many more of these sick beasts that disguise themselves as fathers are out there?); depleting disposable incomes; an unsympathetic property market – and the list goes on...
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A cure? If only...But, surely happiness is everywhere if we take a moment to look...
Things that make me happy...
Image by My Polaroid Blog The end of daylight savings – waking up to the soft morning light instead of mourning darkness...
Discovering another beautiful blog and starting my own...
Spending time behind the wheel because I am finally road-worthy!
Wedding expenses coming under budget (which makes me wonder whether our budget was way too high to start with)...
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Wedding expenses coming under budget (which makes me wonder whether our budget was way too high to start with)...
Image by La Porte Rouge A long weekend just around the corner – afternoon day-dreaming and aimless drives...
Cosing up with the boy to watch Gone with the Wind and finding out he loves it as much as I do...well, he didn't mind it...that much...
The cooler nights – sipping hot chocolate, cashmere cardigans, Audrey-like trench coats...
Image by the Cherry Blossom GirlA wedding florist that gets as excited about lavender confetti, vintage lace and pink aisle runners as I do...
Morning cappuccinos – big coffee mugs, lots of foam, reward cards and that 5th coffee free!
Image by La Porte Rouge Smells from the kitchen...
Realising how lucky I am to have a man that can cook...
Image by When your Heart Feels and Needs to Speak Realising how very lucky I am to be marrying the man that can cook...
And the list goes on...
And the list goes on...
Image by La Porte Rouge What is it that mum always says...count your blessings, name them one by one...
