She drinks wine while cooking dinner.
I slapped a Jimi Hendrix stamp on the mortgage payment this morning and felt cheered. Take that, I muttered, with a circus mind that's running wild. I also carried on a very long text conversation with a friend across the country. Sexy Norwegians, truck-stops, Jesus Christ and manifestations were involved.
Oh, I'd love to read that text!! Doesn't everyone drink while while cooking? If not, they should.
ReplyDeleteBest,
Bonnie
Hear our prayers, O Lord!
ReplyDeleteAnd thanks for turning water into wine. And potatoes into vodka.
I relish putting March on Washington & Janis Joplin stamps on the letters I send back to the RNC and the Tea Party asking (no, telling) them to take my newly deceased, much-loved but very conservative, religious, Floridian father-in-law off the mailing list. Plus I now think I must have Norwegian ancestors (but I didn't get the good looks.) And a happy birthday to Sophie, too.
ReplyDeleteLove the look.
ReplyDeleteDo you really think it's fair that one family should have all the good looks?
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure I even know how to cook without drinking wine.
ReplyDeleteYou look wonderful
ReplyDeleteVery cool look there. xo
ReplyDeleteYou look sexy and smart. The Parisians would love it, I must say.
ReplyDeleteI'll drink to that.
ReplyDeleteI love your glasses. And glass :)
ReplyDeleteI love your glasses. And glass :)
ReplyDelete...butterflies and zebras, fairy tales ...
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