Anglophilia

I stumbled out of bed at 5:30 a.m. to watch Prince William marry Catherine Middleton.  I loved it!  I think (H)andsome thinks I'm ... well, I don't know what he thinks.  Anyway, I loved it!  It was sweet, they're both beautiful, it was really joyful and something hopeful and cheerful.

I know several people who had pajama party/sleepovers for this, so I know I'm not the only one who enjoyed it.  I do wish I had someone to share it with, a repeating wish in my life.  I genuinely feel like it was a part of history!

New Look, Same Deal

I really like to read. Favorite thing to do. So I really like this new background and I hope you do, too! And aren't the kitties cute in the sunshine?

Well, it's been a lot of Nothing Cheerful around here.

I continue to crawl deeper into my emotional hidey-hole, not wanting to burden anyone (or shame myself). Vicious cycle of isolation. And then there's the pain. It comes back with a vengance. It's like a living thing, an entity, a reality. ugh.

Not too cheerful.