It's just a SHOW...

If I wasn't thrilled about the earthquakes before I down right loathe them now. Because of the brokenness of the city? No. The pain and destruction it caused? No. The disruptions that have accompanied them? No
Not because I am heartless and without feeling, but mostly those reasons haven't affected me personally. I have the global, "This is "tragic" feeling and inconvenient." But all in all I felt I have coped ok...until today.
I read on Facebook that the Food Show has been cancelled and burst into tears. Not the quiet gentle ones but the ugly cry with liquids oozing out of most facial orifices.
The Food Show has been my oasis on the horizon. If I can just get there all is ok and normal. Not to mention all the cooking toys, cook books, demonstrations and FOOD!
Our tradition is for hubby to take the day off and we arrive before the doors open into a place where all time is suspended and calories too! We taste and taste again, enjoying new flavors and familiar old ones.
The specials are amazing! I get my Food Show bag and I was going to get one of those wine glasses that sit around your neck and an APRON!!! (I love aprons they make me feel so domestic and sexy at the same time.)
But now it is GONE. For this year.
So to make myself feel better I baked Nutella cookies. Not because I particularly enjoy them, although they are YUMMY. But because my family do.
And when I feel rotten I find the best way to pick me up is to make someone else feel happy. So I have a special plate for a wee 4 year old at school.
After all it's just a SHOW.