Myron tagged me so here goes. 3 things I want and three things I don't want for Christmas.
I've decided to forego squandering my wishes on impossible concepts like 3-day work weeks and world peace and will instead focus on the narrowly personal, which seems more reasonable and obtainable. Besides, if I'm happy, then I'm better poised to fix all the world's problems, which I already know how to solve.
thing 1 - I'd like shoes from John Fluevog. [always a safe bet with me]
thing 2 - I'd like a bauble from Yossi Harari's collection *drool mode on*
thing 3 - I'd like some flowers & a bottle of Veuve Clicquot La Grande Dame.
thing 1 - I don't want something boring
thing 2 - I don't want any fruity-smelling fragrance
thing 3 - I don't want something someone didn't want to give me
OK. It's Christmas eve and almost 1pm. I've got some wrapping to do for niece and nephew, and some rum cakes to rustle up, so I'd best get cracking. I had a photo I was going to post here, but my photo file has disappeared from the desktop, and I can't find it anywhere, so imagine a fabulous photo snapped by yours truly.
Happy Christmas, everyone!
2 comments:
God, I'm rubbish. There wasn't one item on your list that I recognised.
tickers - *L* No darling! It's not a statement on your ignorance but on the peculiar and exacting nature of my taste! I forbid you to call yourself rubbish!
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