I am feeling decidedly un-profound today
(always obvious by the amount of times I have to check out Dictionary.com in one hour ( )
(too much chocolate and not enough sleep or brisk walks)
so I think I will stick with a New Years greeting of “health, joy and happiness for 2011“
(rather than a long rambling post full of metaphysical analogies)
(I know, I know, the disappointment is immense. I’ll try and to be more extraordinary tomorrow)
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And on this final day of 2010, we spent the day at home:
our smallest little one received a “Wendy House” from Santa this year, and it has been an fantastic hit (she calls it her ‘treehouse’).
She regularly receives visitors: smallest boy came by for a tea-party this afternoon on his wheely-bug (while Baby Jesus, the doll, slept in the pram outside and Pebbles lay on sentry duty outside)
Fergal and I worked on our Sketchbook Project… we have to send it off in a couple of days.
I have had disaster after disaster:
pages sticking, pages being vandalised by small pink girls who continued from her page onto mine onto her eyelids and the table… (eek)
It is looking more and more abstract every hour….. Hmmmm. This is going to be interesting…