Moisturise more.

And post more regularly.

2009 was a strange year of highs and lows, and I gather from facebook and my google reader that there are many many people out there very glad to put it behind them. I wonder what 2010 will hold. I hope to make headway with personal projects, and not get so lost in work. Make the moments count. Even the dread commute.

I hope my new bike will set the momentum for 2010.

Fischetti drawing via BibliOdyssey

Via Wicked Knickers….

After work parties, book launches, a flying visit to see Malcolm’s new work at the Baltic in Gateshead and back again, and getting a bad cold en route, I am declarng this week drink free.

Mr G has posted my breast on Facebook. And Alice no soon as renounced childbirth as had a hormonal turnaround and wants it all over again.

Penny will blame it on Mercury being in retrograde.

I could KISS my mac I’m so happy to be back online. Browsing by phone or stolen moments is no fun. Neither  is full time work.

Via AllyRingwald

When I was travelling I carried a little card to give people that I had met and wanted to keep in contact with. It had a background of a photograph of I took in Bali - the tops of buildings, power lines, palms and sky, and my email address in white in the top right-hand corner. Being a young lady on my own, I didn’t want to put my phone number or address, and according to how much I liked the person I’d fill in my details and a message on the back.

I love the idea of social cards that require filling in. Gonna get me some more.

Amateur radio operator post cards.

I used to love watching The Golden Girls when I lived with my sister. I’d get home from school at the same time as my nephews we’d fling ourselves on the couch to sing along to Thank You For Being a Friend, marvel at the peachy beige interiors and the silky robes worn at the midnight coffee sessions, and giggle at Sophia’s innuendo.

I also really like John Currin.  He was so much on my mind when I went to New York with Nicole that when we sat next to Poppy King in a cafe I thought it was Rachel Feinstein. There you go.

I noticed I have exactly 5 pages of flickr favorites, not a photo more, not a photo less. It won’t last long so I’m posting for posterity.

Summer just can’t come soon enough. Tomorrow I plan to visit the relaunched Liberty and try on a hat.