I've missed you, too, darlings, but I've been so darned busy getting my hair cut and taking vicodan (don't ask) and crixmuss, crixmuss, crixmuss. It's been a lovely holiday so far, highlights have included:
Christmas cookies from the fabulous Dennis, the Pride of East Lansing. I happen to know Martha Stewart has forbidden the mention of his name in connection with cookies, so jealous is she of his genius. I wish I could share them with you except a) I'm not sure how to do that online and b) I already ate them all. Nothing speaks to the German elements of my bloodline like ginger flavored sweeties.
A fabulous pillow from our terribly stylish friend Anne. The christmas pillow. It's a huge picture of the back of a dahlia rendered in psychedelic hot pink and acid green. I love it.
A very successful trip to the spa for shiatsu massage and delicious sliced apples in the steam room. Not to mention the most gorgeous hunky man undressed next to me on the way in. It's takes so little to bring out the childlike wonder of the season in me.
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Sounds like the sugar plum fairies are dancing right now out there.
ReplyDeleteLovely!
Blessings to you, my fair Peenee!
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas, friend.
ReplyDeleteand too all, a good night.
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