i am so out of touch... how many organs does one have to steal/sell to equal 10,500 euros so we can spend Sam's birthday week here, in Eze overlooking the gorgeous blue/green Mediterranean, eating crusty bread and brie for every meal and cruising along the grand corniche (slowly... very slowly!)
needing to go and do my cat thing, even though i feel like a total slug with this big cold sore thing... i bet the cats will be so disgusted and will refuse to even look at me :(
craving
a baked potato with coleslaw. which is odd because i don't even like coleslaw. and even odder since coleslaw sounds so much like cold sore to me....
planning on making
more scones. with cream instead of milk this time, so they are extra creamier in color/taste and slightly more addictive. i just know it's a terrible idea but i'm obsessed with baking and tasting and tweaking and modifying and baking again ;)
more scones. with cream instead of milk this time, so they are extra creamier in color/taste and slightly more addictive. i just know it's a terrible idea but i'm obsessed with baking and tasting and tweaking and modifying and baking again ;)
loving
looking gleefully through the boxes of summer clothes and Sam-me-downs that made their way from the attic today :)
off to shower and try on some dresses and tank tops and crocheted cardigans and try to forget my cold sore woes xooxx
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