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Happiness is Eggs at Midnight

You know how sometimes you just want something simple late at night? Like eggs. Scrambled, sunny-side, over easy, doesn’t matter, they’re all fast easy protein that you can knock off in minutes while staring out the window at the stars. There’s something about that that seems both healthy and sort of illicit. That’s what made me happy last night.

What made you happy this week?

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  1. We spent the last day of our European trip at the Munich Botanical garden. It was gorgeous – lots of different areas with a huge variety of plants. One of the highlights was a large rock garden with alpine plants from many countries and zones, including the Rockies. Very cool greenhouses. Munich is a big, busy city and the garden was much quieter and peaceful (the overcast weather likely helped keep the crowds at bay).

    I spent several hours upon our return in my garden. Everything is in so lush. I’m still getting snow peas and my beans have flowers. I’ve been eating my own lettuce and arugula in salads every day. It’s great to be able to pop outside and grab a handful of herbs or a couple of green onions to throw into a recipe. We bought raspberries, strawberries and thee first corn of the season at the local farmer’s market. Delicious!

    As much as I enjoyed our trip, I’m very happy to be home. DS was happy to see us. He had a tough week at work so I was glad to be able to listen to him talk about what was going on (summer camps are a hotbed of drama and interpersonal pettiness). Plus cuddles with my dog.

  2. Seeing two of my closest friends one Ive not seen for weeks due to family commitments on her side, so that was a really lovely catch up, and I sent her home with my copy of Agnes & The Hitman, which I think she will really enjoy, and the other close friend has just come back from a cruise, so that was an excellent catching up session too. I love my friends, the brighten life up for me so much, and I know they’ll be there for me too, anytime I need them. Good friends = good happiness!

  3. Happiness is sending my manuscript back to the editor for the last time on a Thursday afternoon and taking a long weekend off. I’m watching movies and filling up the creative well before going back to work on the new story on Monday.

  4. Just saw on Amazon that your book The Unfortunate Miss Fortunes may be coming out in an audiobook soon. So excited!

  5. I love a good breakfast for dinner. Currently, we are in the last throes of summer, and our schedule is wrecked. My poor teen (who has freezer means he can make at any moment)! We are eating later and later. I call them “meals at midnight,” but sometimes it is just late. Sigh!

  6. Happiness is getting to the other side of multiple feline ailments. Hopefully we’ve seen the worst of it. Yesterday was almost back to normal!

  7. A friend is in town for her annual visit, and we went for our 2nd annual pedicure yesterday. It was lovely.

    We had a family dinner and movie night last night with homemade pizza and Happy Gilmore 2 (which made me laugh out loud).

    I have lots of lettuce in the garden, raspberries are getting ripe, herbs aplenty, and the weather is finally easing off on the rain so I should probably water today since it is our watering day.

  8. What’s making me happy right now is having my brother and his family visit us. We’ve had a lovely weekend at the cottage and now we’re headed to Toronto where they can tourist it up. My brother and I managed not to get into an argument when he called my mother a drunk and I said: “Please don’t talk about mom that way.” (She hasn’t had a drink in seven years.). What I wanted to say was well the apple hasn’t fallen far from the tree, since he brought his hash pipe with him and appears to be stoned half the time but I managed not to. So – happiness!

    2. Pat yourself on the back on managing to have a lovely weekend despite him. Just think to yourself those who live in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones…Also congratulations to your mother… life is hard and the fact she has managed the fight to sobriety is a win in itself

  9. Recent weeks have been tough at work and at home – crises and dramas in the office, and tough situations for two adult but not really adult children, father in law in hospital and the tides of grief ebbing and surging as it is just over 2 months since my mother died.

    In the midst of that, I’ve been carving out time for more reading, which I am really enjoying, dear friends spent a night with us giving us a chance to catch up and relax, and today, I worked out how to stream National Theatre at Home from phone to TV so have been watching the brilliant 2019 of Noel Coward’s Present Laughter with Andrew Scott and Indira Varma – it is a very silly, very funny and very poignant play, absolutely beautifully produced and directed. Definitely made me happy!

    1. Take care of yourself, Zeba. It looks like you have an overload of grief and worries, right now now. I hope some of that smooths out for you. You are doing a good thing, finding enjoyable pursuits.

  10. I was sad that my GBT post went into moderation and never came out because I included links. I am very happy to have read this book: “No Need To Fear” by Julie McFadden, hospice nurse. Valuable and inspiring info on death and dying, even if one does not currently know anyone in a hospice situation.

    Happy that my cats have been cuddly lately.

    Happy to have had a visit from an old friend, who recommended the book above.

      1. Out of curiosity, is the book only meant for the folks who are dying, or for their families as well? A good friend lost her sister to cancer recently and is really struggling with it.

        1. It’s mostly about the dying process, which is good life information for anyone in my opinion, but also spends time on the large number who experience a thinning of the veil as they near death, which is inspiring and might be comforting to your friend. If it was not a “good death” this might be hard to read, if they would compare with how it was to how smoothly it can go, and in that case I would suggest “Final Gifts” which is all inspiring. I forget the authors’ names but it comes up in any search. Julie is an amazing person and now I want to watch all her til-tok videos.

          1. Can you repost using one link per post ? That seems to go through. Or our hostess might salvage it.

  11. I’m happy we bought a new vehicle, even if it wasn’t the perfect-on-paper Outlander. We took it for a test drive and even though there was enough leg room if Paul had his legs stretched straight out, there wasn’t enough space for him to relax his legs at all. The console is really wide and tall and he felt really cramped. We were disappointed and we felt bad because the salesman actually found us a car in the colour we wanted and had it brought in for us. Even though he wouldn’t have driven it on a daily basis, he would have driven it on long trips and he was just too uncomfortable. I guess the best way to explain it is that there was enough room for his legs but not enough room for his knees.

    We wound up going for a GMC Terrain and we are happy with it.

    I am also happy that my tenure as the acting-but-without-any-extra-authority-at-all manager is over. I’m also happy because I don’t think my manager has any vacation time left for the year. There was drama and a few issues and a lot of maneuvering on my part but it all worked out in the end.

    2. Is this the manager who went on vacation with daughter and dubious boyfriends? I can see why no more vacation would be a relief on many fronts!

    3. Congratulations to Paul! I am a short person and I am familiar with the “not enough room for knees” problem. Can I reach the steering wheel and all the controls? Yes. Do my knees hit the dashboard when I shift? Yes! (My 26 year old Jeep fits me perfectly. I will drive it until I die. Or it does.)

      Congratulations to you on not being a Manager-without-portfolio any more.

  12. When my #2 brother was home from grad school, he used to make a snack for himself and brother #1 sometime between 11pm and 2 am. My Dad, no matter how long he had been asleep, would get up and follow his nose down to the kitchen to partake in the snack. It was often something containing eggs, scallions and Dijon mustard and if you were awake you could hear the talk and laughter wafting up from the kitchen.

    My happiest time this week was also food related. Thursday was my friend Carol’s 80th birthday. I had called to see if I could bake her a birthday cake, but she said her younger daughter was baking it and invited me over to her birthday dinner. I had meant to buy her a birthday present before I made my way out to the suburbs, but it was so darn hot and humid that I never got around to it. So I wrapped up a few novelty items that I had bought for myself and journeyed across town. The daughter that I know and her family were in Montana so I did not get to see any of the grandkids, but I did get to hang out with the younger daughter and her husband, who I had only really heard about and not interacted with in the past. Her younger daughter is a food scientist at Kraft and she asked me some questions about Italian Buttercream. Although I have made it at school, Italian Buttercream is not my favorite and I don’t think that I have made it in decades.But I invited Sarah over to my house for a tutorial and now I have to pretend that I remember how to make this stuff. And this morning I remembered that I got rid of my baking textbook during one of the semi-annual bookcase purges. Oops! I think a trip to the library is in my future.

  13. I’m happy, like Carrie, to have turned in a manuscript last week (before it was due!), so I’ve got no external deadlines for the foreseeable future. Also happy to be going through a really productive writing phase, so as soon as I turned in the deadline manuscript, I jumped onto another WIP that I hadn’t planned to get to for a while, so it’s ahead of my self-imposed deadline.

    Also really happy to have decided to get a metal raised garden so I’ve got home-grown veg for the first time in at least four years. Lettuce is probably going to bolt this week, but everything else has just begun ripening or will in the next couple of weeks. And today I’ll be making zucchini bread for the first time in at least four years!

    Finally, the forecast for August is much cooler than the weather so far this summer, and I’m planning to take most of it off to play and putter around the house/yard, so I’m happily looking forward to a month of quiltmaking.

  14. I was happy to have short trip to another part of Maine for a couple of days. My sister was staying with the parents, and a friend and I stayed at an AirBnB that was a converted boat house on a tidal cove. Mostly I napped and read, it was wonderfully quiet. We watched all of the Murderbot series and ate pizza. A Great Blue heron used the little dock as a fishing spot both nights, we saw egrets, bald eagles, loons, etc. Very restful.

  15. Yesterday, I went out with Kali in the morning, checked the temperature and rain gauge, and filled the bird feeder. By then I felt so awful I came right back in. The humidity was 98%!! It was “only” 77º, but it felt like a sauna out there. It literally made me sick. That convinced me not to spend another summer in Kansas. I was going to wait until interest rates dropped to sell my house and move, but with an administration that does not understand how economies work, it’s not happening. He thinks an executive order will fix anything.

    So, I packed up three boxes of family and pet photos, paintings, and treasures, and put a lot more “treasures” in a donations box. The curio cabinet is empty and ready to sell, now. (I’m keeping 3 Pocket Dragons, and selling the rest.) I made a list of the things to sell, and a list of things that need to be repaired, painted, or otherwise fixed before this house will sell. There’s a lot to be done, but most of it is inside.

    It feels good to finally have that decision made, but terrifying, because of the uncertain housing market, and the possibility of not being able to afford a nice place in Phoenix. I want this to be my last move, so a lot hangs in the balance.

    3. How wonderful that you’re moving forward with lists of things that need to be done. Selling a house and moving is a miserable experience. But once it’s done, it’s usually fabulous. Good luck to you.

      1. Thanks, Susan. I hope you’re right. I will be glad to be out of this humidity and near my other son and family.

  16. My happiness this week was a vacation with my family. My youngest child turned 21 and our core four family went to Las Vegas to celebrate. It was hot and we were tired and sore from all the walking, but we had a great time. Our two rooms were nine floors apart, which made a great buffer and gave us all a bit of space at the end of the day to relax. My sister flew in for one day to see us, which I was grateful for.

  17. My happiness this week is mostly sort of a bad news/good news/it could be worse kind of bag.

    My mom (who lives across the entire country from me in San Diego, and is turning 88 in October) was diagnosed with breast cancer. The biopsy came back positive last Friday while I was on my mini-vacation. But the good news is that she had her routine mammogram so they caught it early (ladies, get your boobs squished!). It’s apparently an aggressive form, but they did an MRI which showed no lymph involvement, which is very happy indeed. She has great health care out there, plus my youngest sister is heavily involved, as is my uncle (mom’s brother) a former doctor, who is phoning in to appointments from Boston. In addition, my sister’s best friend is high up on the food chain at Sharp, their medical group, and has made sure my mom is in with one of the best surgeons there. So bad news, but hopefully mitigated by the good stuff. I’m staying optimistic until I’m given a reason not to be.

    Yesterday’s happy was that my plumber (one of literally 5 workmen I’ve been chasing for months) finally showed up and hopefully fixed All the Things, including the expensive water filtration system he’d installed at the beginning of June and which I had to turn off because something was very wrong with it. We think we found the issue (ironically, it was simply one bypass lever he forgot to reset when he was done). I’ll find out in two days if that’s the answer, in which case I will breathe a huge sigh of relief. Two of the others showed up earlier in the week (although the problems aren’t completely solved, so I might need a return visit). Still, it’s been really stressful, and it will be really nice to have much of that stress removed. Three down, two to go…

    Today is cool and gloomy, which is lovely after all the heat we’ve been having, and I’m making yogurt in the Instant Pot, puttering around with housecleaning tasks like washing the cat fountains, and hoping to actually get some writing done. Either way, I’m allowing myself to take a low drag day, which I really need. So yay me.

    1. Deborah, best wishes for a complete recovery for your mom. And congratulations on getting the repair people in!

    2. No lymph node involvement is really good. Sending your family good vibes. (Also good repairing-old-houses vibes.)

    3. Sending all best wishes to your mom for an easy surgical experience, and a speedy and complete recovery.
      Congratulations to you on achieving plumber. Fingers crossed this fixed the problem!

      1. I know people who use a thermos… they heat milk, add yoghurt with live cultures and leave it in a thermos overnight to work it’s magic… guess a crockpot has that inbuilt really

  18. What I’m happy about is I got into one of those recipes that supposedly take 15 minutes of prep and 15 minutes of cooking – not. So it said. More like an hour and a half from start to finish dinner. After my inner grumbling I realized that I don’t have to do the clean-up, my boys get up automatically and take care of the kitchen work. Every night.

  19. I was diagnosed last year and found these stats encouraging. When found early it can be higher! It’s been a tough ride but when you have family around it is easier.

    Breast cancer survival rate in 1920: 5%
    Breast cancer survival rate in 1960: 25%
    Breast cancer survival rate in 1990: 64-80%
    Breast cancer survival rate in 2025: 91%

    1. I’m sorry about your diagnosis, Margaret. My grandmother got diagnosed at 80 and lived to be almost 100. My former housemate had a horrendously aggressive type that required really brutal treatment, but she is alive and well (although dealing with enough aftermath that she’s on disability now). One of my best friend’s just lost her sister to it, after a rough three year battle. It really depends on the type of breast cancer, how soon they find it, and if it spreads. Sigh. I hope you have a mild and easily treatable sort, and that you make a complete recovery.

      1. Thank you Deborah. Miraculously they did catch it early and hopefully it will not come back. There are some ancillary side effects but I’m hanging in there.

    2. I was diagnosed with it a few years ago. They caught it early; I had a lumpectomy and a lymph node removed ( to see if the cancer had spread to the nodes, it hadn’t) and last month I had my final checkup with the radiation oncologist. I still see the oncologist once a year, but basically am considered cancer free. Only 10 months to go before my 5 year final treatment anniversary.

  20. My happy was going to Sunny Meadows farm to buy flowers for myself and my pregnant daughter. There were gorgeous dahlias, lisianthus and more. I love breakfast for dinner french toast, pancakes, etc. I read about buttered eggs in one of Eloisa James’ books and those sounded good even though I lost my taste for eggs after an egg diet in my teens which lasted too long.

  21. Happy this week is DD book release and part one of US book tour. Last night she was at Politics and Prose with a full house and sold out the books. Admittedly two thirds of the audience were my and DH friends and colleagues, her high school theater buddies, and someone we knew from her preschool! I caught up with some people I hadn’t seen in literal years which was lovely. One of the preschool kids she knew is now a paleo artist drawing science based dinosaurs, a career I had no idea existed. It’s such fun seeing what little four year olds become —including mine. To our amusement the online recording already almost has more views than a recent event with President Clinton which we take as a reflection on him not her. https://www.youtube.com/live/MkQ6Bah9-LQ?si=s_smvN-xg1DMU5h4

    We drove her to Philly Friday and saw a very different event in a community coop progressive book store —much smaller group, really thoughtful discussions. Tuesday was NY and my sister sent me a great pair of pics of the book store window before full of her book and after many gone.
    I posted Ron Charles interview with her in the Thursday comments.

    She’s also doing a lot of podcasts including one with Reed Galen the co founder of the Lincoln project ( never Trumper republicans) who so loved her stuff that he did a two parter . He posted the first part on his Substack saying:

    Read this book

    I read a lot of books, but the most impactful of the year is Sarah’s latest, Don’t Talk About Politics. It is an incredible read and kills many of our political sacred cows: Demonstrating doesn’t change minds (either yours or your opponent’s,) debating is fun to watch but doesn’t sway viewers, and action is the best way to change behavior and belief.
    I hope you enjoy watching our conversation half as much as I did having it.
    Part 2 will post on Monday! Don’t miss this terrific conversation.
    Buy Sarah’s book!

    So that’s going to bring some interesting followers into her social media!

    I also had the lovely and, at my stage unexpected, experience of going to a conference of an organization I had little previous experience with and finding they are my people—the Association of Public Data Users. I’m 65 and about to join a new professional organization. It brought me a sense of community even as we face major threats.

    Also my shoulder tendinitis is healing.

    1. Lots of great news there, Debbie. Your daughter is what we need right now!

    3. How wonderful that you’re moving forward with lists of things that need to be done. Selling a house and moving is a miserable experience. But once it’s done, it’s usually fabulous. Good luck to you.

    4. For some reason, my earlier comment repeated. Sarah’s book sounds wonderful and I’m going to recommend it to my friends. Also, your week sounds great. Here’s to many more of them.

    7. Debbie, happiness is getting friends excited about books. I told my friend who is organizing our political calls/emails about the book, and her response was “Wow! I have to get this book.” She is spending the summer in Oxford, so it ought to be readily available there, since the UK release date was May.

  22. I spent time doing yard work. I mean, this happens anyway, but it’s been only in the 80s here this week (inland valley of California is routinely upper 90s to over 100 in July) , so I managed to deadhead and fertilize the hydrangeas in hopes of new flowers. Usually, I water a few things and go back inside.

    I also spent more than my usual tiny bit of time on my copy editing (which I refer to as my “that edit” because I use “that” far too much), so maybe I will finish and release this book soon.

  23. Happiness this weekend is being immersed in a great book, one I think about when I’m not reading it, and keep wanting to get back to. One of the best things 😊.

    Also happy to have had a lovely long walk today in one of my favourite places, with spectacular views, the two dogs for company and no one else around.

    Also happy I went out last night and saw a famous eighties band in my tiny local town and spent the night dancing and having fun though I’d been tempted to stay home with my book.

  24. I just turned on the little bit of my computer that works and discovered that Tom Lehrer died at age 97. Since my computer is mostly dead, I can’t email my brothers to share the news and thank them for bringing his records home from college so I could hear them. From satire to Sesame Street, he really enriched my life.

    2. I needed to get my husband a birthday gift. Everything he wants he orders. I offered to go on a road trip. And then I thought potica. I found a recipe. It is a pain to make and you roll out bread dough to about 5×3 feet. If you do it right, you can read through the dough. The dough rose too fast and the 4 of us and 3 rolling pins rolled it out as fast as we could. You spread a ground nut filling and roll it up. I think it’s meh. He liked it. So happy.

  25. Happiness is definitely eggs. I’d gathered everything for an omelet but wound up stirring everything to mix and blend. Prep and consumption constituted food porn. It made me very happy.

    I have one of those bullet blenders I’ve never used. I may add it to prep. 🙂

    1. Something reminded me it’s been a very very long time since I made cinnamon toast. I never have it with eggs–it’s dessert–so I’m not sure why this thread brought it to mind. I hope I remember to make some once it’s no longer scorching hot. In this weather I want ice cream for dessert!

      1. I don’t recall eating cimanan toast every, neither as a meal nor as dessert. Buns, yes. Toast, no. Now I have a craving for some sticky buns.

      2. I used to be fond of cinnamon, but then something happened (effect of meds??) and now I somewhat dislike it. I’m displeased that now all the raisin breads in the local stores have a strong cinnamon taste. I used to be able to find raisin bread sans cinnamon.

    2. It’s too late for traditional lunch, so I suppose it’s breakfast.

      Four eggs. Chopped ham. Chopped Sausage. Chopped bacon. Baby Swiss cheese. Cheddar cheese. Chopped red onion. Chopped red sweet pepper. Chopped jalapeño pepper. Chopped mushrooms. Butter. Chili oil. Spices.

      Then, like I mused yesterday, the bullet blender, half at a time. (It’s a low caliber bullet.) I almost wanted to call it a Soufflé, but the yolks were definitely in there, so no. Maybe if I’d used more cheese, it would qualify as a quiche? Except there’s no crust.

      Happiness is eggs at noon, too.

  26. I had an almost midnight snack, which I rarely do but a friend came over and we had pizza and watched a musical on YouTube called ride the cyclone which I had never heard of. But was so much fun. I have had four people approach me about my book, Irish magic, offering to help me with promos and videos. I’m not sure why they singled out that one. But they inspired me to work on a promo on Canva. One of them offered me further suggestions and I am so grateful. I also had an audition for a commercial this week. Not many auditions happening right now so that was delightful and I am reading Beth DURST’s The enchanted greenhouse. Tonight I expect my son and daughter-in-law and the grandkids over. The grown-ups will have a spirited game of rummy cube and the kids will disappear with my phone in my iPad. All of you a happy productive week.

  27. My egg happiness came Thursday, when I traveled to my sister’s to help her prep for a charity fundraiser this weekend. She is even less of a cook than I am, so when 6:30 rolled around I volunteered to make scrambled eggs for supper. She said they were delicious and then asked me to show her how to use the gas burners.

          2. Debbie, Ignorance of gas burners may mean she just has an electric stove. I haven’t had access to a gas stove myself since the 1970s and any new tech in gas stoves would puzzle me too.

          1. You’re both right! She’s always lived in places with electric stoves. However, she’s been in this place a year…I believe she occasionally uses the oven, plus the microwave. And the popcorn popper. She’s mostly a grazer: smoothie in the morning, nuts and fruits and veggies and trail bars throughout the day. I didn’t push to learn more; she had a lot on her mind organizing the fundraiser–for which she does an amazing job.

  28. Happy this week was deciding to engage a local company to handle the shredding part of our records destruction project and getting a prompt quote back from one of two I queried with a ridiculously low number, so that is a definite Go.

    Also happy: getting my last intended submission of the year out the door. I can now work on actual works-in-progress for publishing year 2026.

    Also happy: I took a break from the stress of moving prep to apply some fun color to my hair (which is mid-back length), achieving a sort of stripey ombre effect so the below-the-neck part is deep purple while the part around my face is untinted, like a silvery tiara. 🙂

    And finally, while sorting through boxes of tax records, culling out the stuff that can go for shredding, and creating nicer neater files for the material that stays, I watched three superhero movies and was entertained.

  29. I’ve enjoyed the cooler weather – we’re back to normal summer weather – a fair bit of cloud and averaging around 20C. Happiest this week getting things done & talking to friends.

  31. Finished a story, my first entirely new work this year. I’ve done a lot of revisions, totalling over 20K words, and I’ve got roughly 5K done on another story I’ll soon be getting back to. But this is the first completed new work. It makes me happier than I can say.
    It doesn’t hurt that there was an new Anne Stuart, which reminded me of the first in the series that somehow got lost on my ereader. Double reading pleasure, which definitely helped take my attention of the state of the world. 😀

  32. Happiness is discovering oil-poached mushrooms, a shockingly delicious way to cook mushrooms. I quartered some button mushrooms, threw them in a big pot of olive oil with a bunch of garlic cloves, whole black peppercorns, and a dried chile and put them in the oven at 250 for half an hour. The resulting mushrooms had an amazing texture, absorbed the garlic flavor beautifully, and weren’t too oily (after I let them drain for a bit!) I was so excited and I went a bit crazy with oil-poaching- I made oil-poached potatoes and oil-poached eggs, but the mushrooms (and the garlic) were easily the biggest successes!

    Happiness is also relaxing after a lovely day spent with close friends all yesterday. First I had a tea party with one set of friends, then I got dinner and shared sparkling cider with another.

  33. Happiness is Pixie’s surgical incision finally closing. We stop the bandaging on Tuesday and go to a tee-shirt and ointment. She still has to wear the cone but should be losing that soon.

    Her vet informed me that the surgeon has been asking for lots of pictures to use in a wound treatment class she’s teaching. I wish Pixie had her fifteen minutes of fame a better way.

  34. I’m so happy because we had a book sale, silent auction and raffle fundraiser yesterday at the small, rural library where I am the director. We raised $9000 in 5 hours! We will be able to add materials to our collection and have events with the money raised. Love the support, feeling grateful.

  36. Happiness is contemplating a shift change at work that would be good for my body. It means going back to 5 day work week instead of 4 but no more of these super long shifts that are so sedentary!

    Happiness is embracing my new food plan & all the support that comes with it.

    Happiness this week has been getting enough sleep. That almost never happens for me.

  37. Happiness is summer programs are over, and being only three days away from a week off.

  38. Happiness is that I made it home from the suburbs in one piece. Although I had tried to limit the amount of food I bought while I was out there, I was not looking forward t0 hauling it home. But I was lucky enough to miss the first bus and then hop on one that was almost empty and had lots of room for both me and all my packages.

  39. There is something wonderful about living in the times when others are asleep and it’s just you and the night. Midnight supper, walking the cat (or dog) in the darkness, even 4am breakfast if it’s something delicious. Although I would much rather approach 4am from the other side, and am desperately relieved to be going back to late shifts this week. Happiness is sleeping in.

  40. Not really happy here – our summer is gloomy and wet. Very wet. Good for the water reserves but not so good on the mood.

    And sorry for bringing this up on the Happy Sunday thread, but another more than gloomy for anyone interested in hockey, has been the verdict in the hockey 5 trial.
    The thought that ANY woman or girl could find herself naked, inebriated and inable to consent in a room with 10 or more men invited by their teammate makes my skin crawl.
    I’ve got a daughter. I would never want her to face anything like this. Ever.
    I would hate the thought that my son would think it acceptable not to do something about such behaviour.
    Those accused in the trial (the others who did nothing but watch didn’t have to face trial) confessed to do the appalling stuff, the victim just couldn’t convince the criminal system that she didn’t consent.
    So far, the 5 are not eligible yet to re-enter the NHL. Yet.

    The thought of how awful the system feels overwhelming.
    Yes, I know the reality of any sport is rather awful (rape accusations against Ronaldo and Neymar e.g. were silenced very fast, too). The hockey romances I love are not much more than fantasy (or the visualisation of how it could be).

    The one tiny bit to at least voice an opinion was signing the open letter by soar – Ontario says no more, open until August 15th.

    (for anyone intersted: see https://www.instagram.com/p/DMtVYIOO47k/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link&igsh=MzRlODBiNWFlZA== )

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