i feel like i am in a movie.
with the best soundtrack in the world.
i sit on pause. smiling like mona lisa. side ways, ish.
ok. look. i can be in any movie i dream up. i can sit at tea parties (i never dreamt this up. i just really like cake and by some simple twist of fate, cracked the nod). i can say all the right things. i can entertain.
and boy can i eat an inordinate amount of cake. and even drink green tea. there wasn't any early grey as far as i could tell, in the little boxes, all labelled.
her cakes look like they have simply been removed from a picture and had a wand waved over them to make them real.
i am a useless cake maker.
i love eating cake.
i love eating. period.
fortunately my teeth are hampering this passion presently. i have another dental visit on monday. it was supposed to be today. but the dentist is on safari, apparently. anything to delay the hideousness is fine by me. go on holiday. do whatever it takes. just stay away from me as long as possible.
i'm officially on holidays now.
i should be leaping all about like rumpelstiltskin. if i rightly recall, he did a fair amount of leaping about, didn't he? when the queen had to hand over her baby. a forgotten promise. she was in a right pickle.
yes. hols. yes. i should be.
here i am. snugly ensconced next to a coffee wood fire in the hearth. almost in the hearth. and trying to think of something to say. in this latest movie.
just deny everything balders.
piper at the gates of dawn plays in the background and the coffee logs crack.
and she dreams on the hill. . .
dreams. no words.
so. bestest beloveds, best i be off then.
before i burst.
could be messy.
Kitchen Board: Friday: 3 july 09
don't you love an unlisted kitchen board? a fat smiling princess is all i need.
things i bought today: 5 cheap yo yo's which sparkle when they spin, like my heart, (2 already broken), 2 large bottles of bubbles, which left trails of irredescent majik all along the road behind us in mbauda, g and niamh, heads out window, wide laughter with missing teeth (1 spilt and finished), 6 packets of M & M's (5 finished 1 hidden in the cubbyhole of toyota for secret consumption when i can lose kids) 1 bottle of jameson's (three quarters full , a work in progress).
justin once bought footballs from shopright and they all popped in the car on the way home from the heat. last summer.
toodely old toot y'all....bisous, comme toujours, X.X.X dreamy lost ones x j.