Last night it snowed. Last night M and I danced under the street light lighing up the thick heavy flakes that were settling around us and we kissed in the cold, the snow gently falling on her hair, coats and eyelashes.
Last night we watched Bobbi discover the snow. He walked across the patio taking long strides, leaving tiny paw prints stretched too far making him look, frankly, really silly.
Today I make thousands of star shaped Christmas cookies to give as presents. I only ate two, and one was burnt anyway.
Today I listened to radio one from 10am onwards and cried when Greg James played his 'best of the radio' which was Terry Wogan saying goodbye to his listeners on his last ever show. I don't even like him, but damn the speech was good.
Today I had to go to my local cake decoration shop (yes, that's right) and buy more snowy white icing to go on my cookies. I had the correct change and the shop owner called me a 'good girl'. I felt warm and fuzzy inside.
I love my days off.
Me
- Kat
- Brighton, United Kingdom
- Friends, family, Mikey, Bob. Ukulele, well thumbed novels, DVD box sets. Games. Photographs, recipes, cake. Olives, wine and humous. Come over, have tea. Utterly contented.
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