I was comfortably sitting on my sofa with my coffee and freshly-baked cake and some rare and precious peace around the house, thinking of my Pink Post for today. I had run out of pink clothes, products, flowers, cartons for crafts and since I could think of nothing, I decided I'll sleep on it in case some brilliant idea was sent to me by Morpheus (you know, the ancient Greek god of sleep).
So I took my book -the one Sarah sent me; see previous post - and thought of taking advantage of the silence before it was too late. As I opened the book, I saw it. There it was, right before my eyes: my Pink Post.
What's better than reminding you ladies to do your regular check-ups through a depiction of a laid-back afternoon with a good book for as many years as humanly possible?
Take Good Care of You!
PS. Thank you all for your warm wishes on my birthday. It was a sad day as it was my first birthday without my mum. There was a birthday cake my wonderful husband bought for me and the three people of my little family (hubby, little one and me) blew my number 40 candle together.