I’m at work, inputting endless sheets of data and my right hand is numb from the cold. Today is supposed to be the coldest day so far on the islands. I am feeling frumpy. My hair needs a good wash, I’m not wearing makeup (which makes me feel naked), my nose is runny (disgusting, I know) and my clothes still look like those Tweety’s grandma would wear. So I’m alternating the data-inputting with reading Garance Dore’s blog from day 1. I’m totally addicted to her blog and love her illustrations. Most of all, though, I love her life. The glamour, the clothes, the travelling…ah what a life! On the other hand, I will be cuddling at home with my man and Munchkin in a couple of hours, hearing what the little one has to say about her first jazz dance lesson this morning and I remember that, after all, I love MY life too!