I met this little lady:
She is a Lakeland terrier, eleven weeks old and belongs to my aunty and cousin. Her name is Ruby and she is so damn gorgeous that my head nearly exploded.
Straight after meeting Ruby, I bought myself some jonquils. After plopping a bunch into a vase, I took off to the other end of the house to find another one and came back into the kitchen to see my cat, Archie, giving the yellow flowers the once-over:
on the bench and all, if you don't mind. Judging by the way he's got his ears back, I'm going to guess he doesn't like the smell of them too much.
And another thing that made me happy today was finishing and submitting an assignment, and then being able to put a solid line through it on my Things That Give Me Grief list.
Add to that tacos for dinner, a night in front of the television rugged up in flanelette pyjamas and going to bed in my warm bed, it's been a pretty good day.
To stop myself from wallowing in a pool of self-pity, I'm going to start listing at least three things, every day, that have brought a smile to my face. It's so easy to let the shitty feelings take over. Mind you, I've done this sort of thing before and lasted two days, but it's the thought that counts, surely?
I hope you all had (are still having) fantastic weekends!