...the junk drawer of my mind... look if you want. you might find dreams scraps (maybe featuring you?), poem scraps, ideas unformed or abandoned, dried out sharpie pens, 37 cent stamps, lies and red-herrings, lip-gloss and assorted dangling and/or misplaced modifiers.
Friday, December 30, 2011
a sweetie pie little Christmas
Emily has been a doll. Really sweet times doin just nothin'. Rhino and she darling on Christmas Day eve. Like old times, kinda. The Wellington was not utterly fabulous, the onion soup a bit too cheesy, the moose cookies fragile and fattening and yet it's been great to cook in the new kitchen. Next up - feeding the ducks. I feel like I've been on vacation forever. just nice.
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