Fancy a cuppa?

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Frankly I can’t believe it’s taken me this long to tell you how happy tea makes me.  I have yet to find a problem it can’t solve and a mood it can’t lift. It wakes me up in the morning, keeps me warm on playground duty and warms my heart when I’ve had a tough day. It’s great to catch up with friends over a good cuppa and there’s nothing more soul cheering than hearing someone say “fancy a cuppa?” (Unless it’s said by my dad, in which case it’s usually followed by “good, put the kettle on then and I’ll have one too!”).

I blooming love tea, and not just the normal kind (and by that I mean Yorkshire tea of course!). No, I love Earl Grey, peppermint and all sorts of fruity creations too – there’s a tea for all occasions and I’m not fussy! However, my ultimate tea experience comes in the form of Yorkshire tea with green top milk and one sugar. There’s nothing quite like someone offering to make you a cuppa and knowing exactly how you like it without asking – that’s true friendship right there and a good reason why I married my husband!

Now I have to say at this point that I’m not exclusively a tea drinker. I am also partial to a good coffee and a hot chocolate (but that’s a whole other conversation). The reason I mention this is because everybody knows that drinks taste better when they’re in the correct cup. I mean, you wouldn’t drink coffee out of a tea cup, right?! I don’t know about you, but I’m quite fussy about my cups and I have a favourite one depending on the drink.

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My favourite cups!

Minnie Mouse is an oversized chunky mug for hot chocolate, the flamingoes is a thin rimmed cup for tea and the piggies is a thick rimmed mug for coffee – mix them up and it’s just not the same!

When it matters most, whatever I’m drinking, for whatever reason, a nice hot drink in my favourite cup puts a little smile on my face and makes me feel warm and happy inside.

Socks!

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Socks is a bit of a random thing to blog about but to me they are a happy little moment in the day. Firstly let me be clear, all of my socks come in pairs. In fact I am in deep admiration of people who can just put their hand in the sock drawer and take two random ones – I just cannot do this! I love socks, the brighter and funkier the better. A friend once asked if she could borrow some black socks when she was staying with me, I couldn’t find any! The closest I came was some mostly black ones but whose toes were covered in a big picture of ‘Elmo’ from the Muppets!  I love to choose my socks in the morning and yes I do have favourite socks. Wearing bright socks started in school when I they were one of the few ways I could personalise my uniform. A small bit of rebellion against authority. I still feel like that when I am dressed smartly but with silly socks in inside my boots! So yes believe it or not socks put a smile on my face. Now what’s shall it be tomorrow … giraffes, owls, monkeys, dinosaurs or perhaps one of the muppets 🙂

Laughter

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Laughter is generally thought to be synonymous with happiness. Certainly a good laugh can make you feel happy. And I don’t mean a half hearted chuckle. I mean a full blown belly laugh where you have tears rolling down your face, you’re not sure if you are breathing at all, your body starts to ache and you are rendered incapable of anything else at all. But how often do we actually laugh like this as an adult?  I often see children laughing with sheer joyous abandon but somehow as we grow up we lose that ability to see the sheer joy in our lives. So for my next goal I want to recapture that joy and that laughter and see the world through tears of joy rather than tears of sadness. To recapture the joy of living…

Courage

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My first blog post, well here goes, here are my ramblings. I came across this quote quite by chance yesterday and it made me think how courage and happiness might be linked. I fight a constant battle with anxiety and depression and am plagued my the self-negating thoughts that accompany this. The ones that say “that wasn’t good enough” or “why did you do that it was really stupid” or “I can’t believe you just said that”. These can make being happy an impossible battle some days. However, what this seemed to be saying to me was that it was ok to have days when you are not happy  as long as you don’t give up – try not to beat yourself up about it. And inevitably when you take the pressure off, happiness seems to come more readily. It takes courage to be happy but also to admit when you are not and need help. And whichever courage you have, as long as you have it there will always be an opportunity for a new day to try again. Happiness will find you.