All an ESFJ needs

This week was our Christmas party at work, which I had coordinated and put a lot of effort into, sometimes begrudingly. Once this bouquet of flowers was presented and I was applauded twice, everything seemed a lot more worth it.

The party was an amazing success by the way, but I can't help but wonder if 65 bottles of wine drunk by 60 people had anything to do with that?

Hint hint

I've decided anyone who sends me a package will get a much-coveted shout out in the old blog.

My sister (the most wonderful person in the world) sent me this today, for no reason whatsoever.


Edit: nearly forgot that I'd already hung up the cute wreath that was also in the package.

I'm Trying to Make London My Home

I made this video over a few weeks' span. Just me on trains or the top of double-decker buses filming on my cell phone what I see most days.

The song is "I'm Trying to Make London My Home" by Sonny Boy Williamson, c. 1964.

The Festive Menu

My local McDonalds is serving mincemeat and custard pies this season. Hmm.