Post number 200 and I suppose it’s supposed to be important.  A milestone.  Each minute feels like a milestone.  I am surrounded by loving family and friends and each second I find gifts, left just for me.  Lucky me.  So on this Wednesday here is a GPOHM…gratuitous picture of happy me.  

I’m off to Notting Hill for several days.  Lucky ‘ol me.  Staying in a friend’s flat just like I’ve always envisioned.  Ceiling to floor windows that open upon a tiny curved Georgian street.  Chandeliers and delicate crown molding, lovely.  A place where I will write and maybe escape to Kensington Park when I need to see the sky, because my life isn’t fabulous and lovely enough. Portobello Market in the am on Friday (when the locals go - Saturday is way too crowded since the movie with HG & JR) and perhaps later a pub called Cow where apparently all the handsome men in London convene - not that I’m the slightest bit disappointed by the handsome men I’ve met in the last few days. I <3 London.  Yes, oh, yes, I love it here.    

Thank you.  For everything.  No really.   Thank you.