I hope he’s not reading this..
A quick update for my lonely, neglected but cherished blog.
Right now I’m dressed Sargent Peppers theme. Kinda Christmas meets military, and my feet are toasty warm in boots I didn’t think I’d be able to stomp around in yet.
I just ate a yummy tummy pleasing date scone, and I realized that if I had to marry a dried stone fruit, date would be the one.
I’m lusting/drooling over heart thumping, breath sighing pictures of warm Tuscan streets. I promise I’m going to walk you.
Ok, tomorrow: Valentines. For some reason I always end up working on Valentines Day, so I’m seeing my love in the late late evening. I got him 2 gifts. One is 10 tickets to paintball to use on whoever, whenever he feels like unleashing that boy inside and a gorgeous framed sign which I admit tickled my fancy before I thought of Mike. It’s long and thin, surrounded my a rustic white carved frame. The sign is hand painted the kinda red that makes me wiggle my toes, and in a vintage inspired, hand scrawled font it reads, ‘Always kiss me goodnight’. I wanna hang it over our bed forever. Until the paint on the wall changes colour. I want to tell our babies that it stopped me in my rain drenched tracks, smiling at me from inside the flower shop on my street.
Enjoy the ones around you today and tomorrow, you know you don’t need a day to dictate whether you buy flowers or bring suprise cups of tea.
Happy love day to everyone.
