And ice cream. My little treats. That's probably why I need to lose a few pounds!
When I say I like vanilla ice cream, people groan. But it's the real stuff, made with cream and real vanilla pods. Oh mama! With a stick of Belgian chocolate grated on top, or field-fresh English strawberries, or even both. Or with a drop of Chateauneuf du Pape on top.
Stop me now.
I do have a few things to celebrate. We're having the house refurbished, and you can walk across floors without falling over things. That's an improvement. And I have two more book releases this year, a new venture and a new STORM book.
But the flu looms, so maybe I'll need that ice-cream to cool my raging sore throat.