Thursday, May 28, 2009

Comfort

What's the first person/place/thing/activity that comes to mind when you hear that word? Often times it's a cup of tea, a hot bath with a good book and a glass of wine, laughter with your best friend, silence with your best friend, the sound of the ocean and the sand between your toes... or something unexpected...

My comfort arrived this week in the shape of a 40' steel box!

Our home (minus the four walls and ceiling, etc.) arrived and it's all in perfect order. I now have other clothes, other shoes, toys for Lloyd, blankets, UGG boots, CREATURE COMFORTS!!

Bliss.

1 comment:

Beth Riungu said...

Ooo! Oooo! Christmas! Nothing better than 'shopping' in your own exclusive store where everything has been hand chosen by, well, you. I still find stuff I haven't yet unpacked from our move 3 years ago and it's such a thrill!
Mabes is being spoiled rotten in her new home - Grammy warms her canned food, when it comes out of the fridge, for her no less. No bothersome kittens and lovely neighbours to visit. Grammy loves her very much but wishes she would jump rather walk over her in the middle of the night. And me, I'm off all the meds - except the one in the tall, corked bottle!
Be well, be happy.
Love to all of you,
Beth