Day 493: Who Ate All The Noodles?

There is so much too much for me to be grateful for. I just can't do it all justice. Suffice it to say, all you things, people and events that you are all little (or huge) gifts and I love you. So, in no particular order - think of it as a great noodley heap of things all entangled, covered in sauce:

Noodles of thanks

I had an Actual Go on Victoria Sandison, over from Melbourne on a fleeting visit. How lucky am I to get to see her tiny, curly, vibrant and brilliant, foul-mouthed, big-brained, joyful and loving self. Very lucky indeed, that's how lucky. She delighted me, as she always does, but this time face to face over a table instead of over the ether, so I get to have squeezes and to really enjoy her being there. 

I met many delicious people, many of whom said wonderful things to me, and to whom I did the same, all of us meaning it with all our open hearts. I liked it very much. 

I'm grateful for finally getting this post up. Gratitude is so much more fun when you do it daily... come oooon.

PS - looks like I ate all the noodles. I'll share some more next time.