Happy Monday one and all, the last one of February no less. As ancient and farmer like as this makes me sound, isn't there a grand stretch in the evenings this week? Really does the heart good to see a bit of sunshine (albeit baltic) for an hour or so after work .
How about some Moments?
1. Gorgebags, For Example
I mention these dudes a lot, what with them being the achievement I'm proudest of and all but it took seeing this pic taken on the way into the Example gig t'other night for me to realise that they're not ickle babies any more.
Of course the fact that Example was one of the best gigs we've ever been to could be a Moment in itself. Seriously, if you get a chance to see him you should, I can't guarantee you'll have arm candy like those handsome hounds up there but you'll have a ball anyway.
2. Maith an Gardaí
I know this Moment will make me sound like an absolute Granny but I'm putting it out there regardless. On our trip into Example we decided to take the Luas. If it's good enough for Olly Murs thought I. I didn't factor in the bus loads of drunken, screaming, brawling teens that would also be taking a leaf from Olly's book.
Don't get me wrong, I'm in no way intimidated by rowdy teens but when I have the lads with me it's a different story (see Moment 1 - I still think they're infants). It was pretty disconcerting to make the 15 minute trip in a tube of deafening mayhem with no supervisors or inspectors to keep the rabble in check. That's why when the Luas opened it's doors at the O2 and was met by a line of Gardaí that simply removed drinks from hands and trouble makers from the crowd (by the scruffs) I couldn't help but admire their work. I'm an aul one. I know this.
3. Finding His Groove
If you follow me on Twidder you'll see that I regularly post pictures of this little cutie patootie, Cillian. He's my Sis' youngest and he's just found his feet and started to walk/run at breakneck speeds).
The newest addition to his skillset has to be the boogy, though he hasn't quite perfected balance whilst getting his groove on. There's nothing more comical than seeing him really get into a dance and forget to move his squidgy feet. So far it's resulted in him keeling over and convulsing in chuckles before getting up to try again and it's just about the cutest thing I've ever seen.
4. You Spin My Day Round, Sally, Right Round
I've spoken before about my gratitude to ever receive products to try here at Casa Cherry, there's not one time the postie knocks that I don't count my lucky stars to be doing something that gives me so much pleasure. I've been having a pretty gick time in work of late (who hasn't) and it was starting to get me down a little with Friday being the worst day of the lot.
Cue Mr. Courier Man delivering the brightest, most delicious Press Pack I've received to date to the office. Truthfully, I had a little sit down to take a gander at the gorgeous contents and sat down for five minutes more to count my lucky stars. My IRL werk might be gick right now but when blogging brings a Moment of brightness like this, it's all good, right? (Swatches will be up tout 'sweet')
5. He's Still Gorrit!
It was a busy week gig wise pour Moi this week as I headed back to the O2 on Friday night for The Killers and a slight perv on Brandon Flowers (hummunah). I was a little surprised that the crowd seemed a lot older than Example on Tuesday but relieved too as we'd be in the Mosh Pit (eh, standing). Then the music started.
The atmosphere was absolutely electric and we were thrilled to see the entire crowd rocking out. I didn't even mind this dude's egg in a nest blocking my Brandon birds eye view because he was having such a fantastic time. We still gorrit, kids.
There you have them, the five Moments that are brightening my Monday Blues. Tell me, what's been cheering you up of late? There's gots to be something?