celebrating the small things

You are such a good boy, mama!

You are such a good boy, mama!

I spoke at a blogging workshop a couple of weeks ago and was asked about the key to successful blog post. The million dollar question, hey? And one that I’m not entirely sure that I’m equipped to answer. But after giving it some thought, I said that a post has to be informative, or entertaining, or meaningful to the writer. Better if it’s two of those things, and nailing all three in a single post is obviously the holy grail. Not so easy to do, though.

I like the small joys

I like the small joys

Have you ever had one of those moments when the elements perfectly combine to give you a complete and utter sense of calm and a feeling that all is well with the world? You're driving along a country road, not a single car in sight, the sun comes out from behind the clouds, and then one of your utmost favourite songs comes on the radio (The Killers' Mr. Brightside ... it reminds me of our Las Vegas wedding), and you breathe in, look around you, smile and feel ever so incredibly lucky? Well, that's what happened to me on Saturday morning. I even stopped the car on the side of the road to take this photograph and drink it all in.

Stolen moments

Stolen moments

When I started this little blog back in September, I said that it represented my promise to myself to cherish the fifty weeks of the year that we're not on holiday and the 364 days of the year that aren't Christmas Day. When you're busy, it's tempting to look ahead to the next big thing. A fancy night out, a weekend away, a summer holiday, Christmas even. It's so easy to write off ordinary days as they can seem relatively unexciting when compared to jetting off somewhere sunny or sitting down to a festive feast. However, it's even easier to find little bits of loveliness in each and every day, and that's what I've been trying really hard to do this week particularly as I've been suffering from a bout of the January blues.