On my quest to start seeing the funny side of things again (I am British after all and dark comedy is how we deal with most situations) I was pleasantly surprised to see some messages in my spam folder that gave me a smile. What can I say? I’m easily amused…
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I can only assume my depressive posts have aided this person in a positive way and I too hope it can assist other customers… whatever they may be purchasing. Given the recent content of my blog it has to be cats or babies.
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Why thank you for the compliment. Given that this was submitted to my emotionally charged Let Me Explain It For You post where the subject matter is miscarriage I’m pleased that this comment-maker is “happy” to share their experience with their colleagues. Not the outcome I was expecting but there you go.
It’s clear that these messages have no bearing on the content and are simply spam but I always look forward to reading them!
On a completely different note, after following 100 days of happy (#100happydays) over at My Perfect Breakdown I’ve decided to do the same. Basically it is taking a photo a day highlighting something that has made you, well, happy. I will mostly be using my iPhone to take the pics and will upload them daily to my Facebook page and then do a weekly round up post on a Wednesday. This takes me to just before Christmas – how’s that for a reminder?! I’ll also try to remember to write a post about how I came to get my iPhone after Hubby told me all the dumb-dumb phones were being phased out and pointedly looking at my retro-awesome flip phone. Oh, I guess I don’t have to write a separate post about it, seems one sentence covered it, who knew?
My first day of #100happydays was yesterday (Tuesday 9th September) and surprisingly it was opening a fresh jar of Vegemite and I can’t accurately describe the pleasure I got from the first dip of my butter knife… seems I’m more Aussie then I care to admit. And maybe lacking a little excitement in my life. You should see the look on my face when it’s the margarine… pure bliss!
Until next time,