It is life-changing to be really seen and still accepted, isn’t it?

Me to Tony: How can you still love me when you know what I am really truly like?

Tony to Me: I don’t think you realise what other people are really truly like, and that you actually come off quite well in comparison.

I guess it’s not an improvement to go from dwelling on your own faults (which I do, and you also seem to do) to dwelling on other people’s faults. But maybe it can, very occasionally, be helpful? How many people outside of your family do you think YOU really see? For me the answer is probably not that many.

Books are good. I haven’t read Hunger Games yet, but I’ve yet to meet someone who has that didn’t like the series.

You know what else comes in the mail besides hot chocolate? Tea from the Tea Shop.

It’s a rainy Sunday here and I wish I had some Stockholm Blend to curl up with. Not that curling can be done while you are making humpty dumpty out of play-doh, throwing him down to crack him open and then smooshing him back together again (suck on it, King’s Horses and King’s Men!). But it would still be nice