Report From South Of The North Pole

Only 3 more working days till Christmas exclaims the sticky sap fingered, face glittered florist.

I was going to write this last night, when it would have been 4 days but I had to go to bed.

Immediately.

I decided to be more accessible this holiday season which makes for longer days and nights.

Luckily for me and the cats, the Irishman next door is truly a cat lover and is happy to come over and feed them anytime I want to go out directly from work.

He also bring in my trash bins, turns on the lights and writes amusing text. Thank you Nelda, well done on the new owner selection.

Not only have I gone to my friends parties , I also decided to stop going downstairs to the basement at work whenever anyone came in I knew "liked" me.

You know how you know?

Instead I've gone out to talk to some and this has resulted in dinners and coffees and conversations, while not earth shattering for some, this is huge for me.

But I'm taking off the armor one piece at a time.

No one has come close to piercing my heart but that's okay, it's taken a long time to stitch together.

Tonight I'm home with the beasts, ready to bathe and wishing one of them would feed me for a change.

 And I wish it would be Thai food.

Hope your weekend is all you want it to be, whether glittering or cosy.

We're going for cosy around here.

Whichever you choose don't forget to Instagram it!

P.S. if you're out and about feel free to drop by, I owe a few of you a shot of brandy, clearly we're already lit up here.