Another feather in my cap?

I am beginning to question my sanity in keeping a daily blog when I'm feeling so crap (emotionally and physically - quite possibly related).

Without much to say other than I haven't crossed over into the light, I'm wondering whether each post is becoming little more than another feather in my cap?

I am actually questioning a lot of things, though perhaps I shouldn't make any judgements till I'm feeling half human again. Apparently some virus has caused one of my ear drums to bulge, thus creating loss of balance and the feeling of being a space cadet. That coupled with coughing like someone who smokes 50 cigarettes an hour has me feeling less than human. There's more but I can't keep going.

Until tomorrow, may all pesky viruses curl up and die.

Grace xx

Somebody call the nurse!

Still feel horrible today. Got distracted for a while when a friend dropped by for a little visit. Now I'm on my own again, I feel dreadful and completely drained. I'm not one to run to the doctor at the slightest ailment, but this has gone on long enough. Tomorrow I go.

Until then, bear with me if you can.

Grace xx

Sick as a dog

I am feeling so sick at the moment. On the couch. Burning up. In pain. Signing off.

Until tomorrow, I pray for wellness.

Grace xx

Sunday Sentence

"Marriage, ultimately, is the practice of becoming passionate friends."

- Harville Hendrix

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My brother's wedding day

Breakfast at Tiffany's

What a great way to start the day. Patrick gave me my birthday present a month early so I could wear it on my brother's wedding day.

I'm the car on my way home with only 7% battery, so it's good night for now.

Until tomorrow, make sure you breakfast at Tiffany's at least once I'm your life.

Grace xx

Grace is currently out of the office painting her nails

Grace is currently out of the office painting her nails in preparation for her baby brother Peter's wedding tomorrow. As Member of the opposite gender, I have watched with great interest over the last week as Grace prepares her outfit and plumage for the big day.

Today a quick trip into the Melbourne CBD to Tiffany & Co highlighted even more how the female species are drawn to bright shiny objects. I observed in amazement as numerous girls handed over the plastic in exchange for an aqua bag laden with goodies. After observing this unusual ritual at close hand, I now consider myself the expert of the day on such matters & have some advice for young players.

Guys listen up. If you want to make a girl feel special, then arm yourself with previously mentioned aqua bag with goodies inside for your girl's next special day. It is a sure fire way to keep the woman in your life happy until the next occasion a shiny object for celebration is required.

Until next time I hijack Grace's blog, embrace the occasions that require new shiny objects.
Bon Nuit
Pat