I am out of bed today
My birthday yesterday was rather a washout but I've decided not to mark the event anymore. The obligation to have a "lovely day" just because it's a particular date is a bit silly. I'm not sure I've ever had a lovely day just because it's been my birthday; I always have plenty of other lovely days though. And doesn't a gift mean so much more when it's not been sent because it's felt necessary? Every day has its own special moment; sometimes it's simply a cup of fresh coffee in the garden. Sometimes it's a sneaky snog in the wine ailse in Waitrose. That'll do for me...always has and always will!
We took the stinky dog (actually he had a shower today but is still stinky) for a very gentle, short stroll this afternoon around the block. It felt good to me to be out of the house so I guess it felt good to Ralph, too.
And now I have a new Kindle Touch to play with after dinner...and I am really looking forward to cooking dinner, I miss doing that so much.
Again, thank you for all your messages, ladies xx