my dancing both worked and didn’t. for weeks i’ve been bouncing, flinging, flipping, and romping round for the rain gods. breathless, the beasts and i bounded round the roost beseeching the powers that be for winter weather.
bellied up, our tongues lolled, eyes too exhausted to smile; we slept sapped and satisfied listening to requited raindrops patter down on the roof all weekend long.
favorite and i seemed to have romped a little too vigorously. the showers came down, so did we……with colds. grrrrr. barricaded under duvets and a bouquet of lanvin (sawyer love’s mommy’s perfume) we drank tea, read, and watched movies.
sawyer
as always, there’s nothing my boy of ten can’t ease: colds, headaches, heartaches.
even sick i was able to have a nice weekend.
- sawyer protecting his anonymity
Hi Sawyer,
Hope all the dancing didn't give you vertigo and that your mama is feeling better. It's always good to see a relative is loved. http://www.sandysays1.wordpress.com
I love Favorite. You too.
xx
Oh, PS. HATE the rain. Stop dancing.
Irene, hoping you feel better soon! Maybe this will help–congrats, you won the Arnold Zimberg flannel shirt (I'm jealous)! I just need your size and address so I can have them send it out. Thanks for stopping by trustyourstyle! My email is trustyourstyle@gmail.com