June Fourth, a Celebration

My beautiful Mama

My beautiful Mama

June Fourth every year I get the chance to celebrate one of the most wonderful women I know: my Mama.

Although I have already spoken about the maternal wonder she is, her birthday is a chance to celebrate all the other parts that come together to create the complex and beautiful creature that is Bente Chatwin.

This day is a chance to bake fragrant vanilla cupcakes in pretty spotty-pink papers to celebrate the way you genuinely care for everyone you meet; you believe the very best of everyone you meet and give them the safe space to prove you right; you listen to their stories with respect, and have generally amazing and on-point advice to give them.

This day is a chance to pipe pink frosting on a cupcake in honour of your infectious, cackling laugh, which I can’t help but coax out of you sometimes by just being a goose. I still remember a near wheezing fit caused by Dad’s impression of Mr Bean many years ago, and a recent bout of hysterics when I decided to bump and grind in the kitchen while baking. You, of course, joined in – my first dance teacher.

A chance to adorn the frosting with multi-coloured sprinkles to commemorate the joy you bring to even the simplest everyday situations. You taught me that every day is special. Not just the holidays designated throughout the year, but the Tuesdays and Wednesdays of the year too. Every morning is a chance to take time to have a cup of tea with someone you love and use the good china. Every weekend at the farmer’s market is an opportunity to revel in the company of the ones you love. Every day is special because we are all still here, living and loving and thankful to be together for just one more day on this beautiful earth.

The Fourth of June is the day to light the candle atop that frosted, sprinkled cupcake to praise you. To praise your all encompassing love; your insatiable hunger for cop shows, paperback novels, Skittles, cuddles, and craft supplies; your faith in all of us to live our own dreams and to make them happen; to praise the way you are always there to put us together and pick us up again when we break and fall and fail; the way you make time even when you are running late so I can tell you ‘just one more thing’; the way you put aside your own needs to help another; and the way you are just a completely amazing woman.

Happy birthday Mama. I can’t wait to celebrate your birthday all over again this weekend at a table surrounded by all your children, birth and otherwise.

Here’s to all the candles, and many, many more.

I love you.

Cupcakes for Mama.

Cupcakes for Mama.

Dear reader, here is the link to the recipe I used for these delicious cakes. Decorate flamboyantly, there really is no other way.

 

Monday Mantra: Just Dance

I don’t think a day goes by where I don’t dance at least once. Perhaps dancing isn’t the right word for it. Dancing connotes some sort of grace and elegance in the movement, so I think we can best describe what happens to my body as ‘dance-like’ – anyway- the point is every day I find something causes me to break out into an impromptu grapevine, twist, booty-shake, or vogue (a Madonna video clip is always great fora Monday).

Most of the time my dancing is caused by something scrumptious to eat – a new cookie recipe causes me to break it down in the kitchen, or a tester crumb of some new cheddar will have me screwing up my eyes and shoulder-shimmying in the aisles of the supermarket.

I have been known to get home from a great workout, put on some Lady Gaga (or Ke$ha – shh!!) and get sassy while I’m riding the endorphin high.

I’ve danced when I discovered a favourite author has a new book coming out, or I get a text message from someone I love, or sometimes just because it’s the weekend in four days.

There doesn’t have to be an amazing earth-shaking reason to get up out of your chair and move to the tune in your head. There just has to be something that brings you happiness, more happiness than a mere smile can convey.

Dance, even Nietzsche said so.

Dance, even Nietzsche said so.

We need to seek out the threads of happiness in those little moments, and then just let ourselves go. Let the joy float up and touch every part of your soul until that mirror ball drops down from the kitchen ceiling and you find yourself on the set of Saturday Night Fever (in your mind of course). Then let it rock.

Find a reason to dance everyday. Dance for the joy of the moment. Dance in gratitude for today, yesterday, and the promise of a tomorrow.

Dear reader, what made you dance today? For me, meeting my long run goal for this week and ticking some university tasks off my list!

Nourished Life Gratitude List: Week Seven

At this present moment I am sitting with my Mum celebrating Mother’s Day in true Chatwin style: nerdy movies, blankets and bottomless cups of tea. I have had a brilliantly busy week, and although there have been some difficult points the awesome moments and amazing opportunities have definitely outweighed them. I have had a lot to be grateful for this week.

Therefore, this week’s Nourished Life Gratitude List:

Monday: My darling Chris’s birthday. We had the laziest, loveliest day possible. I did some writing, cooked a birthday cake, and just revelled in the company of the birthday boy.

Stout and Chocolate Cake with Vanilla Buttercream

Stout and Chocolate Cake with Vanilla Buttercream

Tuesday: I had the wonderful opportunity to talk to Caroline’s grade eleven class about what a dietitian does, the basics of healthy eating, and the importance of healthy body image. I love doing these talks because sometimes I wish someone had given me this advice when I was younger. Thank you Caroline for a lovely morning.

Wednesday: A great day at my internship. I am so grateful to Chris and Nanny for taking over dinner and clean-up duties while I worked during dinner, at the dinner table.

Thursday: Grateful to Jenny for making sure I got out of the office and ate lunch in the sunshine. Autumn lunches on the terrace are one of my favourite things. I spent the evening with my darling doing two of our favourite things: eating vegetable fritters and watching ‘The Colbert Report‘. So grateful that I have found my kindred spirit in political satire appreciation.

His (top, with bacon) and Hers (bottom, with tomato relish)

His (top, with bacon) and Hers (bottom, with tomato relish)

Friday: I am working on a feature article for one of my university subjects and I had the honour to interview a lady who founded a group for young breast cancer survivors. I am so thankful to her for sharing her story with me. A true reminder of how blessed my life is, and that you needn’t look far to find someone inspiring.

Saturday: Chris and I spent the night at Jupiter’s Casino on the Gold Coast. We went for a lovely walk around the grounds, napped in the huge king-sized bed, dined at Osteria Vivo (which I highly, highly recommend – delicious food, attentive staff, and a pleasant atmosphere), and Chris took advantage of the casino part of the hotel while I did some writing. I had such a great weekend away, thank you darling.

Oh yeah room service. Best chocolate thick shake ever.

Oh yeah room service. Best chocolate thick shake ever.

My darling and I.

My darling and I.

Sunday: I am grateful I got to spend today with my Mum. So many sons and daughters are without their mothers, and I am lucky enough to still live with mine. Thank you for being my mother, my friend, and my confidante. I love you Mama. I am also grateful to Jess for making an awesome Mother’s Day lunch – and a crust-less “tart” so I could enjoy dessert too.

Jess's amazing sweet potato, caramelised onion, and roasted almond salad.

Jess’s amazing sweet potato, caramelised onion, and roasted almond salad.

 

Tell me, dear reader, what were you grateful for this week? Any moments that made you sit back and remember how fortunate you are?

Nourished Life Gratitude List Week Six

Happy Monday my dear readers, I am sorry this list is a little late, but let me tell you that last week was a roller-coaster ride. There were highs and lows and ‘holy cupcake how will I survive this’ moments. Big changes are taking place in my thoroughly nourished life. Big changes that I will share with you all once the dust has settled a little and my world has stopped feeling like it’s balancing on a base of marbles. There were also extremely awesome moments this week, which culminated in Chris’s Thrift Shop themed birthday on Saturday night!

Without further ado I present this week’s Nourished Life Gratitude List:

Monday: An über day. I blogged about how Margaret Thatcher’s words inspired me to power through a fantastically-full day and relax at the end feeling like I had been in the world and left my mark on the day.

My hilly path on Tuesday's run.

My hilly path on Tuesday’s run.

Tuesday: My longest outside run in a very long time. A truly beautiful day to be out in the world enjoying the autumn sunshine and the feeling of life coursing through my veins.

Wednesday: My day started at dawn with some cross-training at the gym. My internship day was full of interesting tasks, and I got to come home and make chocolate chip pancakes for Chris to take for breakfast on Thursday morning.

Thursday: Today a door slammed so firmly and quickly that I nearly lost my fingertips and my self-worth in the process. I was so grateful that my family, my friends (especially the ever-lovely Jenny) and my darling Chris reminded me to see the windows and new doors that would open to me soon. I was also grateful that Chris and I spent the evening with Caroline and Tim at a comedy hypnotism show.

Sushi and Cheryl Strayed. Soul: nourished.

Sushi and Cheryl Strayed. Soul: nourished.

Friday: I bought a copy of ‘Tiny Beautiful Things‘ by Cheryl Strayed and sat sobbing over my sushi lunch. The insight on life, the way she implores each of us to take charge of the days that we have here, is truly what I needed today.

Saturday: Chris’s birthday party!! I still don’t have any photos to show you, but suffice to say I ended up in a motley outfit of American-flag printed mini skirt, black tights, and electric-blue glitter zebra stripe jacket – yeah it was that kind of night. A celebration of my sweetheart surrounded by many friends, and finished off with Chocolate Stout Cupcakes with Vanilla Bean Frosting. Of course, they were only 99c. (See here for Chris’s inspiration for the party).

Chocolate Stout Cupcakes. Didn't get to taste (weren't GF) but the grins on people's faces were enough.

Chocolate Stout Cupcakes. Didn’t get to taste (weren’t GF) but the grins on people’s faces were enough.

Sunday: Grateful to take it very slowly today, after a night of wine, dancing, and laughter. Chris and I napped the day away and then enjoyed some high-brow cinematic entertainment with Iron Man 3. (It was brilliant by the way).

This week promises to be busy and beautiful as well. But today, well, today I’m taking it easy and celebrating my darling’s actual birthday. So Monday’s Mantra will be posted tomorrow. For now, I’m off to cook a late breakfast and be grateful that 26 years ago a very special person came into the world, and now he’s mine. Happy Birthday my love. I am so grateful for you and all that you bring to my life. You are the most vibrant, hilarious, caring person I know. Here’s to many, many more birthday cakes, and many more birthday wishes come true.

You and I. Happy birthday sweetheart.

You and I. Happy birthday sweetheart.

Tell me, dear reader, what were you most grateful for this week? Any roller-coaster rides like mine? Or über days that you want to share?

Bookends of Love and Pancakes

Sometimes Chris will drive over from his house to mine in the middle of the night – what a gift it is to have someone leave their cosy bed to join you just because they sleep better when they are holding you.

Even when we are staying under the same roof, I usually retire before he does; we are souls born for the opposite ends of the day: he is a night owl and I am an early bird. I don’t mind falling asleep by myself and he always comes in at the time of night I need him most: those middling hours where the threat of nightmare tends to dwell. I love to curl up within his arms. My body knows instinctively which way to twist and turn into his even in the depths of sleep. We dance under the covers throughout the night. Change positions as we get too warm, or an arm starts to cramp.

Choc-chip pancakes

Choc-chip pancakes

As he sneaks into bed late at night, so do I sneak out of bed in the early morning hours. We both have our bookends of the day where we find the best moments to nourish our souls as individuals, and those in-between to nourish us as a couple. I sneak out (with a kiss goodbye and a murmured reply) to run, or write, or visit the markets on the weekend, or to talk to Mum and Dad, or….to make chocolate chip pancakes for my still-sleeping Prince Charming. They are my gesture, my way of easing the hours of the day that he needs easing into. My way of starting the day with a show of love. Just as my darling ends the day that way.

Stacks on stacks of pancakes...

Stacks on stacks of pancakes…

These pancakes are fluffy, crispy on the outside. Once you pour the almond-vanilla-buttermilk dough onto the pan you need only wait about a minute before studding it generously with chocolate chips and then flipping it over to cook on the other side. Once you decide you want to make these you are only moments away from choc-chip heaven. I have even made these while doing dinner, cooled them on a cooling rack, and then packaged them in plastic sandwich bags to be taken for breakfast-on-the-run the next morning.

Sunday morning incarnation.

Sunday morning incarnation.

Chocolate-Chip Buttermilk Pancakes

These pancakes will make you immensely popular. Make them on a Sunday while your loved ones sleep, or on a Wednesday night when everyone needs a pick-up on Thursday morning. This recipe makes about 12 medium pancakes (I measure out my batter with an ice-cream scoop – the easiest cleanest method ever). You of course, can make them larger or smaller as you wish. A half batch also turns out well.

Ingredients

  • 100 grams of plain natural yoghurt
  • 1/2 cup buttermilk
  • 2 large eggs
  • 1 1/2 teaspoons vanilla extract
  • 150 grams plain flour
  • 75 grams almond meal
  • 4 tablespoons caster sugar
  • 2 teaspoons baking powder
  • 1 teaspoon salt
  • 1/2 cup milk (or dark or white) chocolate chips

Method

  1.  Combine plain yoghurt, buttermilk, eggs, and vanilla extract in a small bowl. Beat well.
  2. Whisk together flour, almond meal, caster sugar, baking powder, and salt in a medium bowl.
  3. Add yoghurt mixture to dry mixture and whisk together.
  4. Spray a large frying pan with cooking spray. Use an ice-cream scoop to portion out batter onto the heated pan. I cook about three pancakes at a time because this is what fits on my pan.
  5. Allow to cook for one minute then stud the uncooked tops of each with the chocolate chips. Let cook for another half a minute then flip and cook on the chipped side for about a minute and a half.
  6. Remove cooked pancakes from the pan and serve right away with ice-cream (for Chris) or cream (or both like my Dad), and some chocolate sauce never goes astray either. Or allow to cool completely and then pack in sandwich bags.

Tell me, dear reader, is there an unspoken way you show love to your family or partner? Are you a pancakes-for-breakfast kind of person? 

Monday Mantra: Everything to Do, Done!

I have several quotes pinned to the front door of my office, and the same quotes appear on the inspiration board next to my bed. One is from J.R.R. Tolkien and the other from Margaret Thatcher. Whenever I feel my motivation levels slipping, and my mind wandering to the possibility of just lying in bed all day I look to Margaret Thatcher’s words for encouragement. So I present this week’s Monday Mantra:

The iron lady said it right. (source)

The iron lady said it all. (source)

Last night as I tried to drift off to sleep I reflected on the Nourished Life Gratitude Lists that I have been posting for the last month. When I sit down to write those posts I have a great chance to not only think about what I am grateful for, but also what I have managed to achieve over the previous seven days. Last night I noticed that even though the past few weeks have been quite busy, I haven’t felt this happy and satisfied for a long time. When I take the chance to seize each day and use it for all it is worth I go to bed with a deep feeling of peace convinced that I am not letting life pass me by.

This morning my day started at 5:30 am. My alarm went off and the shrill sound shook me out of a dream about something that I can’t remember now in the light of day. I switched off the alarm; I even went so far as to reset it to 6 am thinking ‘I’ll just have another half an hour’, then my Mama knocked on the door wondering if I still wanted a wake-up call. I rolled over, up, out of bed. Once my feet touched the floor I knew that I just had to make the most of today. Try and use up every precious moment that I have been given. It’s just like a race really: you give it all you’ve got and worry about the blisters at the finishing line. Out into the dawning day I went with hope in my heart. My run (10.5 km) was slow, steady, and measured, but I finished it without needing to stop and restart my lungs. Home I came; washing, bed-stripping and remaking, dishwasher emptying and reloading – all chores defeated before lunch. Talking to patients, applying for a part-time position (fingers crossed tightly), researching for my assignment and liaising with interviewees for my article – all done. (I was also super impressed that I figured out how to print double-sided on my home printer – technological genius traits must be rubbing off from Chris.)

I even managed to sit outside and journal while I was having my lunch. Time away from the screens – check!

Bright autumn day perfect for lunch outside.

Bright autumn day perfect for lunch outside.

Baroness Thatcher’s words kept playing through my mind this morning calling me to envision how satisfied I would feel tonight when I sat down after dinner to read knowing that I had faced a day with a lot on my check-list and I had achieved everything on it. At this point I am also reminded of one of my Mama’s favourite sayings: ‘Don’t count the days, make the days count.’ I think this is one of the keys to a nourished life: take each day and use it up until there is nothing left. Use every minute to nourish yourself and the world around you. Make every moment count.

And today, I have. What an example for tomorrow. Tuesday, get ready, I’ve got my eyes on you….

Dear reader, which days do you reach the end of feeling most satisfied? Are there certain items you keep on check-list in your mind that are the benchmarks for a successful day?

Nourished Life Gratitude List Week Five

I cannot believe how quickly the last week has blown by. I sat down this afternoon to write this gratitude post and tried to reflect on the little moments over the past seven days; I was stunned by just how fast the time seemed to have past since I wrote last week’s post.

This week is sure to be just as busy, and we don’t have a public holiday in the middle of the week to act as a mini-weekend. But there are so many great things that I am looking forward to: my 10.5 km long run tomorrow morning (only 10 weeks until the Gold Coast Half Marathon now), creative non-fiction class on Tuesday night, manuscript-writing time on Wednesday night, and my darling Chris’s birthday party on Saturday night (just wait until you see my costume in next Sunday’s post…).

Now, I am off to do some assignment planning, so without further ado I present this week’s Nourished Life Gratitude List:

Monday: Great long run and a blue autumn sky that made me want to fall into the great forever.

I couldn't stop staring at how beautiful the sky has been this week.

I couldn’t stop staring at how beautiful the sky has been this week.

Tuesday: A chance to speak blog with a fellow Brisbane blogger (go and check out Alle’s gorgeous blog!), and a meeting with my academic hero who offered to supervise my Master’s Dissertation!

Wednesday: Taco night with Mum, Dad, and Chris. Melty, melty, cheese and spicy beans – life is good.

Thursday: Attended the Dawn Service with my loved ones. Deep gratitude to the men and women who served and continue to serve so that we are able to enjoy the freedoms we do today. Also, grateful for a big midday nap and making the smile on my darling’s face when I made chocolate chip pancakes for brunch.

Apparently, they were pretty good.

Apparently, they were pretty good.

Friday: Grateful for a cranky-pants-busting interval run followed by an intense weights session. Cruised on endorphins and a gluten-free whoopie pie induced sugar high for the rest of the night. I promise I’ll share the recipe very soon!

Oh yes, gluten-free whoopie pies. Recipe coming soon.

Oh yes, gluten-free whoopie pies. Recipe coming soon.

Saturday: A surprise bunch of flowers from my beloved Chris. A lovely, lovely treat to come home to on a Saturday morning.

Aren't they beautiful! I am a lucky woman.

Aren’t they beautiful! I am a lucky woman.

Sunday: Study day with good company and a beautiful view of my flowers.

And there we have another grateful wrap-up of this week.

Tell me, dear reader, what is something you have been grateful for this week? Any unexpectedly lovely things that have happened in the past seven days?

Nourished Life Gratitude List Week Three

I often struggle with my life when I feel that normalcy is beginning to creep in; when I sense that cobwebs, and dear god – a schedule- has started to grow. This week was full of different jobs, different houses, a great number of workouts (five!) and some wonderful lunches. I have a lot to be grateful for in my life.

University life.

University life.

And thus, this week’s Nourished Life Gratitude List:

Monday: A refreshing Pop Pilates workout after my run was a strong start to the week.

Tuesday: An unexpected and delightful visit from my grandmother.

Wednesday: The best post-work nap ever that fuelled a great writing binge – 775 words!

Thursday: Company during my run.

Just a Thursday afternoon

Just a Thursday afternoon.

Friday: Listening to the inspiring words of Maya Angelou while spending quality time in the kitchen.

Saturday: A truly golden day. Great run, listening to Neil deGrasse Tyson (StarTalk Radio) while spending time with my sweetheart, all clear from the doctor (thyroid and iron back on track), and a wonderful evening in the company of friends.

Sunday: A peaceful Sunday morning reading my book (A Clash of Kings) with my favourite reading buddy – and great news from my Aussie Runner Goddesses Jenelle and Kate about their adventures at The Canberra Marathon weekend.

This week has been busy and beautiful, and the coming week promises much of the same. Monday also marks the start of my serious training for the Gold Coast Half Marathon, which is only twelve weeks away! I can’t wait to get back into training now that my lungs are being friendly again. Amongst my university assignments I’m also hoping to get some more personal writing done, and of course, keep myself busy in the kitchen – I still owe you all a family dinner recipe!

Tell me, dear reader, what are you most grateful for over the last week?

Autumn Approaches

The roses are throwing out their end-of-summer blooms; the sun sinks below the horizon earlier; the air carries a crisper note of leaves on the turn, ripe pears and apples, and cooler nights to come.
Autumn has always been my favourite season of the year. It starts with an unfair advantage because my birthday is at the start, but the appeal goes beyond that. Autumn is the time when the universe changes its paint palette and sweeps a swathe of golds, amber, and scarlet over the dark wet green of late summer. The earth’s bounty is most plentiful in autumn. In this part of the world summer fruits are harvested well into march and mild temperatures mean a wide array of produce throughout the season. Autumn is best for running: not too cold, nor too hot, and the falling leaves crunch so satisfactorily under foot.

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Memories from last Autumn

Cooking:

Roasted Eggplant Salad with Smoked Almonds & Goat Cheese (source)

Roasted Eggplant Salad with Smoked Almonds & Goat Cheese (source)

Things to do:

  • To keep my hands warm on long autumn walks (and bike rides!) these are so cute!
  • Things to make my winter garden sing! Beetroot, carrots, and beans would fit in my kitchen garden. Perhaps some sunflowers too.
  • Boots to keep my toes warm this winter – maybe these?
  • A pretty autumn picnic amongst the trees.

Moving:

  • I don’t know what we’ve gotten ourselves into, but this should come in handy when Chris and I line up at Tough Mudder in August…
  • Training for the Gold Coast Half Marathon and taking it s-l-o-w-l-y as I work through this asthma thing
  • I did my first Blogilates workout on Monday, and I loved it! Can’t wait to integrate this into my training regime on a more regular basis.

Thinking:

I know, I seem to love lists, but I promise you all tomorrow I will return with a delightful Gluten-free Spiced Carrot Loaf (perfect for a weekend breakfast), and on Saturday a warming dinner for these cooler nights and a rally to gather your family around the table.

Tell me dear readers, anything on your Autumn To Do List? Anything you’ve been reading or listening to lately?

Nourished Life Gratitude List Week One: Back on the Gratitude Track

When I was about eight or nine my Mum gave me a shiny emerald green notebook. She told me about a segment she had seen that day on the Oprah show. Oprah had been talking to a woman about the act of gratitude journalling, that is, each day writing down the five things you were most grateful for that day. They didn’t have to be big things such as being alive, having a roof over your head, having a job; rather, the list should contain things that stood out that day: a friend dropping by unexpectedly, the flowers blooming on your lawn under the summer sun, someone giving you their parking spot in a busy shopping centre car park. Oprah and her interviewee went on to discuss how the act of journalling gratitude made you more aware of the great things in your every day life, and that it was a wonderful way to introduce children to the act of being grateful.

So, Mum bought my sister and I each a notebook (shiny sapphire for Jess) and explained to us how the journals worked. I can’t remember exactly how long I persevered with the five things a day list, but it did start me on the track of journalling nearly daily for many years – a habit that I have recently taken up again.

The gratitude list fell by the way side for many years resurrected at various times when I felt the need to refocus my vision on the wonderful things that happen in my life every day.

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On Saturday I had a hard-to-hear but much-needed conversation with my sister who asked me why I seemed so negative in many of our conversations lately, when there are so many positive things happening to me. I had been asking myself this question over the past week as well; why, when my life has so many shiny happy things in it, am I feeling like everything coming out of my mouth is framed in the negative?

I don’t want to live my life that way. I don’t want to be the negative Nelly in the crowd. I want to frame the positive in my words and actions.

One way I can start today is to reinstate the gratitude journal. Each day, record just one thing, just one, that stands out in my mind as wondrous and special and makes me grateful to have been in that day.

Each Sunday (I know I’m late this week already…) I will post the list here to keep myself accountable. And, perhaps to inspire you all to think about what you were grateful for in those seven days.

Dinner with Chris on Thursday night

Dinner with Chris on Thursday night

I present, Week One of the Thoroughly Nourished Gratitude List:

  • Monday 25th March: A distraction-free morning without phone or internet because of the storm overnight. I got my whole assignment done in three hours!
  • Tuesday 26th March: An assignment that encouraged me to interview my Mum about her childhood and understand some of her wisdom even more.
  • Wednesday 27th March: My darling Chris taking care of me while I was not feeling well.
  • Thursday 28th March: Workmates that I can call friends as well as colleagues – a rarity in the world.
  • Friday 29th March: a slow run returning my faith that I can get to the finish line of the Gold Coast Half Marathon this year.
  • Saturday 30th March: An unexpected movie date and pre-Easter m&m chocolate treat.
  • Sunday 31st March: The longest nap ever (four hours) with my favourite naptime partner.
Breakfast with Mum and Dad on Easter Sunday

Breakfast with Mum and Dad on Easter Sunday

My dear readers, what is something you have been grateful for over the past week? Anything ordinary that made an extraordinary difference to your day?