The winter I chose happiness

Boy, I haven't had a cold that hung around for this long in years. This one clearly got me when I was down. After being mostly home all week I felt ready for some action/interaction today, and was contemplating something impulsive, but in the end I concluded I just need to rest, keep on blowing my nose, and be ready to hit the ground running at work on Monday. I did however do something minorly impulsive, in a holidayish-treat sort of mood, and wandered up the street and bought Clare Bowditch's new album. I barely know her music and I don't even know if I'm going to like it, and that isn't usually how I do music. But the album is called The Winter I Chose Happiness. Isn't that poetically nice? I also did like this film clip when Pip over at Meet Me at Mikes posted it.