Shower the world with pink if you please!
I can’t believe it’s been almost a month since I last posted! Well, actually, I kinda can - there’s been things preventing me, such as:
- can’t be on the internet at work anymore without getting written up.
- soooo busy at night with knitting and/or Clay.
- a little burnt out from constant computer usage (mostly at work, but I’ve been on less at home, in general).
- with my iPhone, there’s less need to be on a "computer" when I have the internets at my fingertips. I have the app for LJ, but I’m not inclined to type my typically verbose entries with 1-2 fingers.
I’ve been definitely reading everyone’s posts, and commenting when I can!
I might also be doing an end-of-year friendslist purge - mostly just people that we never (if ever) comment on each other’s posts, or if what they are posting on a regular basis is not that interesting to me these days. It’s totes nothing personal, but when I’ve got limited time to be online, I’ve got to prioritize, you know?
If you notice that I remove you, and you have questions, PLEASE feel free to message me.
I have a ton-ton-ton of stuff to post - updates, photos, random bits of cranial nonsense, etc. So I will probably try to break some of that up, for all of our sanity!
You’re welcome.
Thanksgiving!
After getting stuck in The Commute from Hell on Monday of Thanksgiving week, Clay and I scrapped our plans to go to Connell/Wenatchee for the long weekend. Our swing dance class that we were going to teach got cancelled due to the weather, so no need to go to Connell. And after taking FOUR AND A HALF HOURS to go 4 miles just to get home, and Clay pointing out that’s what the passes would be like BUT WITH MORE DANGER, I said it wasn’t worth it. Turkey dinners are not worth risking one’s life over, you know?
So Clay and I had one of his coworkers, Kyle, and Kyle’s girlfriend Megan, over for Thanksgiving dinner. They brought turkey (from a dinner earlier in the day), stuffing and sweet potatoes with a chestnut-sage sauce, and delicious brownies for dessert (they are wheat- and dairy-allergic, respectively, so they bought stuff they could definitely eat). I provided roasted rosemary potato wedges, cranberry chutney, spinach and satsuma salad with a pomegranate-blueberry dressing, kalamata olive rolls, and green bean casserole. Plus, the Siegerrebe wine that I picked up at Kirkland Uncorked with the Ahrens & Co., and it was all sooooo delicious.
I got to revel in domesticity and Clay helped immensely. He is not that domestic himself, but he loves seeing me so happy in it :)
And by staying in Seattle, we got to have the most amazing brunch with eriksdb and family (favorite bit was Clay, who upon meeting Erik's grandma asked "How's it hangin', Grandma?" to which she looked down at her chest, back up at him and said "well, they're there!"). Brunch consisted of cream-cheese-scrambled eggs, pumpkin doughnuts, and balsamic greens. It was DELICIOUS and I had two servings of it all!
Other than those few needs to venture outside, Clay and I mostly just hung out in my house. Naked. :D
I gave thanks for two main things - Clay, who is amazing and passionate, insightful and inquisitive. He has made me realize just how much I have settled for sub-par relationships in the past. He makes me feel amazing, and he encourages me to realize how amazing I really am. There’s a lot I have to say about him, but I think I’ll keep that for another entry. It’s long, and some of it will be a bit rough, but I’m very happy and well-loved right now.
The other thing I gave thanks for was for finding my garnet ring. I had lost it after a manicure a few weeks ago, and this was my 16th birthday present from my parents. It’s one of the few truly meaningful, precious gifts in my life that I have lost, broken, or had stolen at some point. Sure, my cheap tacky stuff lasts FOREEEEEVER, but heirloom-quality stuff? Something happens. So I found this ring on Thanksgiving in a frenzy of cleaning before company arrived and I squee’d all over the house.
I also gave a lot of thanks for my beautiful friends and the wonderful things in my life!
I was at Marshall’s a few weeks ago, andI found a whole slew of place settings in the Pfaltzgraff Winterberry pattern that I picked out last year (my holiday decor theme is holly & ivy). So I called my mom up, all excited, and told her what they had, and the cheaper prices. She offered to buy me the 6 plates, 6 bowls and 6 mugs, plus one "Cookies for Santa" plate, as part of my early Christmas gifts. Plus, I don't have to wrangle them back over the passes from Wenatchee!
Then she found another set of 6 place settings on sale back in Wenatchee and picked those up! Eventually, I will be able to have 12 people for dinner around the holidays! And you KNOW that I’ve totally packed away my regular dishes in order to spend the next 6 weeks or so enjoying the holiday ones.
I’m a domestic goddess, I love the winter festivus, and I am unashamed! :D
I need to take some pix of the holiday set-up this year! Need to take more pix in general, actually
The BBC says most people have only read six of these. Can you prove them wrong?
INSTRUCTIONS:
■ Copy this into your note/blog
■ Bold those books you've read in their entirety
■ Italicize the ones you started but didn't finish or read an excerpt.
■ Star * the ones you want to read eventually
■ Underline the ones that you own and haven’t read yet
(I, Ashley, added those last two myself, because I have a lot that I own from this list and haven’t read, but want to!)
1. The Lord of the Rings, JRR Tolkien
2. Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen
3. His Dark Materials, Philip Pullman (caveat: I’ve only read the first one, but I have them all on loan to read!)
4. The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Douglas Adams *
5. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, JK Rowling
6. To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee
7. Winnie the Pooh, AA Milne
8. Nineteen Eighty-Four, George Orwell *
9. The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, CS Lewis
10. Jane Eyre, Charlotte Brontë
11. Catch-22, Joseph Heller
12. Wuthering Heights, Emily Brontë
13. Birdsong, Sebastian Faulks
14. Rebecca, Daphne du Maurier
15. The Catcher in the Rye, JD Salinger
16. The Wind in the Willows, Kenneth Grahame
17. Great Expectations, Charles Dickens
18. Little Women, Louisa May Alcott
19. Captain Corelli's Mandolin, Louis de Bernieres
20. War and Peace, Leo Tolstoy *
21. Gone with the Wind, Margaret Mitchell
22. Harry Potter And The Philosopher's Stone, JK Rowling
23. Harry Potter And The Chamber Of Secrets, JK Rowling
24. Harry Potter And The Prisoner Of Azkaban, JK Rowling
25. The Hobbit, JRR Tolkien
26. Tess Of The D'Urbervilles, Thomas Hardy *
27. Middlemarch, George Eliot
28. A Prayer For Owen Meany, John Irving
29. The Grapes Of Wrath, John Steinbeck
30. Alice's Adventures In Wonderland, Lewis Carroll
31. The Story Of Tracy Beaker, Jacqueline Wilson
32. One Hundred Years Of Solitude, Gabriel García Márquez *
33. The Pillars Of The Earth, Ken Follett
34. David Copperfield, Charles Dickens
35. Charlie And The Chocolate Factory, Roald Dahl
36. Treasure Island, Robert Louis Stevenson
37. A Town Like Alice, Nevil Shute
38. Persuasion, Jane Austen
39. Dune, Frank Herbert
40. Emma, Jane Austen
41. Anne Of Green Gables, LM Montgomery
42. Watership Down, Richard Adams
43. The Great Gatsby, F Scott Fitzgerald
44. The Count Of Monte Cristo, Alexandre Dumas
45. Brideshead Revisited, Evelyn Waugh
46. Animal Farm, George Orwell
47. A Christmas Carol, Charles Dickens
48. Far From The Madding Crowd, Thomas Hardy
49. Goodnight Mister Tom, Michelle Magorian
50. The Shell Seekers, Rosamunde Pilcher
51. The Secret Garden, Frances Hodgson Burnett
52. Of Mice And Men, John Steinbeck
53. The Stand, Stephen King
54. Anna Karenina, Leo Tolstoy *
55. A Suitable Boy, Vikram Seth
56. The BFG, Roald Dahl
57. Swallows And Amazons, Arthur Ransome
58. Black Beauty, Anna Sewell
59. Artemis Fowl, Eoin Colfer
60. Crime And Punishment, Fyodor Dostoyevsky
61. Noughts And Crosses, Malorie Blackman
62. Memoirs Of A Geisha, Arthur Golden
63. A Tale Of Two Cities, Charles Dickens
64. The Thorn Birds, Colleen McCollough
65. Mort, Terry Pratchett
66. The Magic Faraway Tree, Enid Blyton
67. The Magus, John Fowles
68. Good Omens, Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman *
69. Guards! Guards!, Terry Pratchett
70. Lord Of The Flies, William Golding
71. Perfume, Patrick Süskind
72. The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists, Robert Tressell
73. Night Watch, Terry Pratchett
74. Matilda, Roald Dahl
75. Bridget Jones's Diary, Helen Fielding
76. The Secret History, Donna Tartt
77. The Woman In White, Wilkie Collins
78. Ulysses, James Joyce
79. Bleak House, Charles Dickens
80. Double Act, Jacqueline Wilson
81. The Twits, Roald Dahl
82. I Capture The Castle, Dodie Smith
83. Holes, Louis Sachar
84. Gormenghast, Mervyn Peake
85. The God Of Small Things, Arundhati Roy
86. Vicky Angel, Jacqueline Wilson
87. Brave New World, Aldous Huxley
88. Cold Comfort Farm, Stella Gibbons (um, I saw the movie…)
89. Magician, Raymond E Feist
90. On The Road, Jack Kerouac
91. The Godfather, Mario Puzo
92. The Clan Of The Cave Bear, Jean M Auel
93. The Colour Of Magic, Terry Pratchett
94. The Alchemist, Paulo Coelho
95. Katherine, Anya Seton*
96. Kane And Abel, Jeffrey Archer
97. Love In The Time Of Cholera, Gabriel García Márquez
98. Girls In Love, Jacqueline Wilson
99. The Princess Diaries, Meg Cabot
100. Midnight's Children, Salman Rushdie
So, I’ve read at almost of the above list, own some others, and would like to read others besides those.
I’d say I am a reasonable well-rounded reader, and my interests are constantly growing!
I had an amazingly awkward experience the other day involving books, and the cute bookstore guy I used to have a major crush on. You remember him, notlostonme?
We were connected through eHarmony over the summer, and I was super-excited about it. We’d apparently both been eyeing each other for a couple of years, but were equally too shy to do anything about it. Then when we were “matched,” we thought it was hilarious. We went on a couple of dates, and I thought there was a lot of potential.
And then, as so often happens, he stopped contacting me, and didn’t really respond to my attempts. Don’t worry, I didn’t bombard him or anything - I’m not so stupid about guys that I can’t take a hint when “he’s just not that into you.” But, I did text him casual things like “hey, how was your weekend?” and when I get an answer like “fine,” I don’t text anything back. That kind of thing, you know, walking the fine line between “shows interest” and “plays games.” God, I hate that. ANYWAY, I digress.
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little bummed at how it ended with just… nothing. I think we had a ton in common and it could have been great, but I guess now we’ll never know. Or rather, we DO know, because he is a pansy-ass wuss and clearly does not have staying power.
On our first date, I had mentioned that one reason I had never asked him out was because I was terrified of being turned down, and then I would be too ashamed to ever go back into that store again. And since it’s where I take all of my old books, which would be a serious problem, amirite? So guess what - now that we’d made it to second base and he bailed, it’s definitely going to be awkward from now on.
It so happened that I had about 20 books to get rid of (gotta make room for those I bought at the library sale! Plus, if I’d read it and didn’t like it that much, I was getting rid of it) and I had plans with Gretchen for Saturday. I sweet-talked her into accompanying me to the bookstore - and sure enough, it was AWWWWWKWARD. I mostly ignored him, and he tried very hard not to look at me at all. Since he was the only employee there that day, though, he HAD to deal with me. I hope he is ‘shamed of himself, and I find it interesting that I feel that way. In the past, it would have been ME who was too “ashamed,” to face it, but as far as I’m concerned I did nothing wrong and he was a jerk. So I was actually kind of glad to have had that awkward moment and feel like “okay, yes, I AM a strong woman who is unashamed of that feminine strength.” I’ve had too many other people in my past make me feel bad for being who I am, but NO MORE. I almost laughed in his face, although he probably would have just though I was a crazy person.
This probably seems like such an inconsequential, fleeting moment that wasn’t really worth such a REALIZATION, but it’s kind of a microcosm of some other things going on with me. And I think that anything that makes me feel stronger is NEVER in inconsequential - it’s the collection of such small moments that can make a difference.
My usual year-end posts will be pending as well. But for now, I take my leave of you all. Pip pip, cheerio!
- can’t be on the internet at work anymore without getting written up.
- soooo busy at night with knitting and/or Clay.
- a little burnt out from constant computer usage (mostly at work, but I’ve been on less at home, in general).
- with my iPhone, there’s less need to be on a "computer" when I have the internets at my fingertips. I have the app for LJ, but I’m not inclined to type my typically verbose entries with 1-2 fingers.
I’ve been definitely reading everyone’s posts, and commenting when I can!
I might also be doing an end-of-year friendslist purge - mostly just people that we never (if ever) comment on each other’s posts, or if what they are posting on a regular basis is not that interesting to me these days. It’s totes nothing personal, but when I’ve got limited time to be online, I’ve got to prioritize, you know?
If you notice that I remove you, and you have questions, PLEASE feel free to message me.
I have a ton-ton-ton of stuff to post - updates, photos, random bits of cranial nonsense, etc. So I will probably try to break some of that up, for all of our sanity!
You’re welcome.
Thanksgiving!
After getting stuck in The Commute from Hell on Monday of Thanksgiving week, Clay and I scrapped our plans to go to Connell/Wenatchee for the long weekend. Our swing dance class that we were going to teach got cancelled due to the weather, so no need to go to Connell. And after taking FOUR AND A HALF HOURS to go 4 miles just to get home, and Clay pointing out that’s what the passes would be like BUT WITH MORE DANGER, I said it wasn’t worth it. Turkey dinners are not worth risking one’s life over, you know?
So Clay and I had one of his coworkers, Kyle, and Kyle’s girlfriend Megan, over for Thanksgiving dinner. They brought turkey (from a dinner earlier in the day), stuffing and sweet potatoes with a chestnut-sage sauce, and delicious brownies for dessert (they are wheat- and dairy-allergic, respectively, so they bought stuff they could definitely eat). I provided roasted rosemary potato wedges, cranberry chutney, spinach and satsuma salad with a pomegranate-blueberry dressing, kalamata olive rolls, and green bean casserole. Plus, the Siegerrebe wine that I picked up at Kirkland Uncorked with the Ahrens & Co., and it was all sooooo delicious.
I got to revel in domesticity and Clay helped immensely. He is not that domestic himself, but he loves seeing me so happy in it :)
And by staying in Seattle, we got to have the most amazing brunch with eriksdb and family (favorite bit was Clay, who upon meeting Erik's grandma asked "How's it hangin', Grandma?" to which she looked down at her chest, back up at him and said "well, they're there!"). Brunch consisted of cream-cheese-scrambled eggs, pumpkin doughnuts, and balsamic greens. It was DELICIOUS and I had two servings of it all!
Other than those few needs to venture outside, Clay and I mostly just hung out in my house. Naked. :D
I gave thanks for two main things - Clay, who is amazing and passionate, insightful and inquisitive. He has made me realize just how much I have settled for sub-par relationships in the past. He makes me feel amazing, and he encourages me to realize how amazing I really am. There’s a lot I have to say about him, but I think I’ll keep that for another entry. It’s long, and some of it will be a bit rough, but I’m very happy and well-loved right now.
The other thing I gave thanks for was for finding my garnet ring. I had lost it after a manicure a few weeks ago, and this was my 16th birthday present from my parents. It’s one of the few truly meaningful, precious gifts in my life that I have lost, broken, or had stolen at some point. Sure, my cheap tacky stuff lasts FOREEEEEVER, but heirloom-quality stuff? Something happens. So I found this ring on Thanksgiving in a frenzy of cleaning before company arrived and I squee’d all over the house.
I also gave a lot of thanks for my beautiful friends and the wonderful things in my life!
I was at Marshall’s a few weeks ago, andI found a whole slew of place settings in the Pfaltzgraff Winterberry pattern that I picked out last year (my holiday decor theme is holly & ivy). So I called my mom up, all excited, and told her what they had, and the cheaper prices. She offered to buy me the 6 plates, 6 bowls and 6 mugs, plus one "Cookies for Santa" plate, as part of my early Christmas gifts. Plus, I don't have to wrangle them back over the passes from Wenatchee!
Then she found another set of 6 place settings on sale back in Wenatchee and picked those up! Eventually, I will be able to have 12 people for dinner around the holidays! And you KNOW that I’ve totally packed away my regular dishes in order to spend the next 6 weeks or so enjoying the holiday ones.
I’m a domestic goddess, I love the winter festivus, and I am unashamed! :D
I need to take some pix of the holiday set-up this year! Need to take more pix in general, actually
The BBC says most people have only read six of these. Can you prove them wrong?
INSTRUCTIONS:
■ Copy this into your note/blog
■ Bold those books you've read in their entirety
■ Italicize the ones you started but didn't finish or read an excerpt.
■ Star * the ones you want to read eventually
■ Underline the ones that you own and haven’t read yet
(I, Ashley, added those last two myself, because I have a lot that I own from this list and haven’t read, but want to!)
1. The Lord of the Rings, JRR Tolkien
2. Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen
3. His Dark Materials, Philip Pullman (caveat: I’ve only read the first one, but I have them all on loan to read!)
4. The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Douglas Adams *
5. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, JK Rowling
6. To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee
7. Winnie the Pooh, AA Milne
8. Nineteen Eighty-Four, George Orwell *
9. The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, CS Lewis
10. Jane Eyre, Charlotte Brontë
11. Catch-22, Joseph Heller
12. Wuthering Heights, Emily Brontë
13. Birdsong, Sebastian Faulks
14. Rebecca, Daphne du Maurier
15. The Catcher in the Rye, JD Salinger
16. The Wind in the Willows, Kenneth Grahame
17. Great Expectations, Charles Dickens
18. Little Women, Louisa May Alcott
19. Captain Corelli's Mandolin, Louis de Bernieres
20. War and Peace, Leo Tolstoy *
21. Gone with the Wind, Margaret Mitchell
22. Harry Potter And The Philosopher's Stone, JK Rowling
23. Harry Potter And The Chamber Of Secrets, JK Rowling
24. Harry Potter And The Prisoner Of Azkaban, JK Rowling
25. The Hobbit, JRR Tolkien
26. Tess Of The D'Urbervilles, Thomas Hardy *
27. Middlemarch, George Eliot
28. A Prayer For Owen Meany, John Irving
29. The Grapes Of Wrath, John Steinbeck
30. Alice's Adventures In Wonderland, Lewis Carroll
31. The Story Of Tracy Beaker, Jacqueline Wilson
32. One Hundred Years Of Solitude, Gabriel García Márquez *
33. The Pillars Of The Earth, Ken Follett
34. David Copperfield, Charles Dickens
35. Charlie And The Chocolate Factory, Roald Dahl
36. Treasure Island, Robert Louis Stevenson
37. A Town Like Alice, Nevil Shute
38. Persuasion, Jane Austen
39. Dune, Frank Herbert
40. Emma, Jane Austen
41. Anne Of Green Gables, LM Montgomery
42. Watership Down, Richard Adams
43. The Great Gatsby, F Scott Fitzgerald
44. The Count Of Monte Cristo, Alexandre Dumas
45. Brideshead Revisited, Evelyn Waugh
46. Animal Farm, George Orwell
47. A Christmas Carol, Charles Dickens
48. Far From The Madding Crowd, Thomas Hardy
49. Goodnight Mister Tom, Michelle Magorian
50. The Shell Seekers, Rosamunde Pilcher
51. The Secret Garden, Frances Hodgson Burnett
52. Of Mice And Men, John Steinbeck
53. The Stand, Stephen King
54. Anna Karenina, Leo Tolstoy *
55. A Suitable Boy, Vikram Seth
56. The BFG, Roald Dahl
57. Swallows And Amazons, Arthur Ransome
58. Black Beauty, Anna Sewell
59. Artemis Fowl, Eoin Colfer
60. Crime And Punishment, Fyodor Dostoyevsky
61. Noughts And Crosses, Malorie Blackman
62. Memoirs Of A Geisha, Arthur Golden
63. A Tale Of Two Cities, Charles Dickens
64. The Thorn Birds, Colleen McCollough
65. Mort, Terry Pratchett
66. The Magic Faraway Tree, Enid Blyton
67. The Magus, John Fowles
68. Good Omens, Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman *
69. Guards! Guards!, Terry Pratchett
70. Lord Of The Flies, William Golding
71. Perfume, Patrick Süskind
72. The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists, Robert Tressell
73. Night Watch, Terry Pratchett
74. Matilda, Roald Dahl
75. Bridget Jones's Diary, Helen Fielding
76. The Secret History, Donna Tartt
77. The Woman In White, Wilkie Collins
78. Ulysses, James Joyce
79. Bleak House, Charles Dickens
80. Double Act, Jacqueline Wilson
81. The Twits, Roald Dahl
82. I Capture The Castle, Dodie Smith
83. Holes, Louis Sachar
84. Gormenghast, Mervyn Peake
85. The God Of Small Things, Arundhati Roy
86. Vicky Angel, Jacqueline Wilson
87. Brave New World, Aldous Huxley
88. Cold Comfort Farm, Stella Gibbons (um, I saw the movie…)
89. Magician, Raymond E Feist
90. On The Road, Jack Kerouac
91. The Godfather, Mario Puzo
92. The Clan Of The Cave Bear, Jean M Auel
93. The Colour Of Magic, Terry Pratchett
94. The Alchemist, Paulo Coelho
95. Katherine, Anya Seton*
96. Kane And Abel, Jeffrey Archer
97. Love In The Time Of Cholera, Gabriel García Márquez
98. Girls In Love, Jacqueline Wilson
99. The Princess Diaries, Meg Cabot
100. Midnight's Children, Salman Rushdie
So, I’ve read at almost of the above list, own some others, and would like to read others besides those.
I’d say I am a reasonable well-rounded reader, and my interests are constantly growing!
I had an amazingly awkward experience the other day involving books, and the cute bookstore guy I used to have a major crush on. You remember him, notlostonme?
We were connected through eHarmony over the summer, and I was super-excited about it. We’d apparently both been eyeing each other for a couple of years, but were equally too shy to do anything about it. Then when we were “matched,” we thought it was hilarious. We went on a couple of dates, and I thought there was a lot of potential.
And then, as so often happens, he stopped contacting me, and didn’t really respond to my attempts. Don’t worry, I didn’t bombard him or anything - I’m not so stupid about guys that I can’t take a hint when “he’s just not that into you.” But, I did text him casual things like “hey, how was your weekend?” and when I get an answer like “fine,” I don’t text anything back. That kind of thing, you know, walking the fine line between “shows interest” and “plays games.” God, I hate that. ANYWAY, I digress.
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little bummed at how it ended with just… nothing. I think we had a ton in common and it could have been great, but I guess now we’ll never know. Or rather, we DO know, because he is a pansy-ass wuss and clearly does not have staying power.
On our first date, I had mentioned that one reason I had never asked him out was because I was terrified of being turned down, and then I would be too ashamed to ever go back into that store again. And since it’s where I take all of my old books, which would be a serious problem, amirite? So guess what - now that we’d made it to second base and he bailed, it’s definitely going to be awkward from now on.
It so happened that I had about 20 books to get rid of (gotta make room for those I bought at the library sale! Plus, if I’d read it and didn’t like it that much, I was getting rid of it) and I had plans with Gretchen for Saturday. I sweet-talked her into accompanying me to the bookstore - and sure enough, it was AWWWWWKWARD. I mostly ignored him, and he tried very hard not to look at me at all. Since he was the only employee there that day, though, he HAD to deal with me. I hope he is ‘shamed of himself, and I find it interesting that I feel that way. In the past, it would have been ME who was too “ashamed,” to face it, but as far as I’m concerned I did nothing wrong and he was a jerk. So I was actually kind of glad to have had that awkward moment and feel like “okay, yes, I AM a strong woman who is unashamed of that feminine strength.” I’ve had too many other people in my past make me feel bad for being who I am, but NO MORE. I almost laughed in his face, although he probably would have just though I was a crazy person.
This probably seems like such an inconsequential, fleeting moment that wasn’t really worth such a REALIZATION, but it’s kind of a microcosm of some other things going on with me. And I think that anything that makes me feel stronger is NEVER in inconsequential - it’s the collection of such small moments that can make a difference.
My usual year-end posts will be pending as well. But for now, I take my leave of you all. Pip pip, cheerio!