Cheers and cheerleaders

My counsellor thinks I need more cheerleaders in my life. I have competent people who remind and egg me on, but perhaps not enough of those who just cheer me on. Which of course brings up all my theories of how if I'm not being cheered on I haven't done anything worth being cheered. Which usually means I don't value any accomplishments other than academic progress. So cheerleaders to remind me that I am doing good even if I'm not doing great at study and that there is actually more to me than my thesis is nice. This week I got some work done in grey town and Nick cheered me on and made me work. So that was nice. And then I rewarded myself by buying pink and black ribbons!

Came home today to my final package from Di. It be awesome. See....


I love the Altered Harlequin notebook. I doubt if anyone other than my mother and Teresa will get its genius, but there it is! And I have spiced chocolate, bath melt, stickers and socks.


I knew she was making these from her blog but I had no idea they were for me. Love them! And they're absolutely perfect for winter in nz. Think I'm going to wear them all the time and make all my flatmates jealous.


Oh and another picture to show just how perfectly they fit. Did I mention that the pattern is beautiful. One day, I will learn to knit well enough to make things like this for myself. Until then I shall pester Di!