I'm sitting at the computer, bottom lip trembling. My beautiful, arty-farty friend has just posted photo's of the henna party I was too sick to attend.
Does this happen to you too?
The prettiest party in town takes place the one day a year I'm poorly. I'm sharing the pictures... we can sigh together.
My email box is pinging, somebody wants to get friendly on Facebook. I have only just started using this properly. I've had an account for ages but I use it to play farms; it's a lot less sweaty than gardening.
Now I've made a page where I can celebrate my lack of an inner monologue.
If you're a lover of beautiful crockery then please pay a visit to the delightful Fancy Vintage blog. This is a woman who knows how to drink her tea... from a golden teapot no less!