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Let the Sunshine in

I am feeling really good today.The first time in two months that we've had proper sunshine and I'm happy. I've stuck very rigidly to my calories today. My usual 345 calories reserved for tea, 174 for a venti-skinny-s/f hazelnut latte, 500 for a single lasange portion, 90 for a small spinach salad & tomatoes, 125 for 2 crackers and nutella, which leaves a wonderful 706 for me to drink good, red wine.

I'm also very slightly tipsy. The wine is having a considerable effect as I'm not as frequent an imbiber as I once was. Once was the time when I could drink two bottes of the good stuff without a stumble, now I'm mildly piss-ed having shared those two bottles (equally) with my hubby. I wouldn't change it for anything though. A nice bottle of Yiaskouris, cabernet sauvignon/cabernet franc - unfortunately not as good as the original price would suggest but it improves as it warms up, definitely a wine to drink in te height of sumer when youcan leave it in the sun all afternoon - and a bottle of (comparably cheap) Chateauneuf du Pape significantly better than the Yiaskouris offering, not as good as previous samplings of the type but at €12 a bottle, the significant saving is enough to recommend it. 


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