Quick update before heading off on our last day of sight-seeing, museum hopping, etc. Meanwhile, back at the ranch...
For those that are just tuning in (everyone - all two) I've had two lovely girls visiting for the past week,
floweringjudas andslasheuse, the prior from Virginia with a voice to curl up with (and hair to DIE for. Mary Sue hair is right.) and the latter from Oxford, and if I could fold her up and stick her in my pocket, I would. I've caught myself picking up the Oxfordian manner of speaking lately. Example: "I don't particularly think..."
I never say that. I've said it four times since she's been here. And "I rather think that..." I'm clearly losing my mind. HA! It's not helping that a trip to the bookstore resulted in only me with new books while they looked on, amused at my excitement. One book in particular (ha) was Stephen Fry's The Liar. It may be the greatest novel ever written about gay boys, British school systems, and humor ever. (I didn't slip the u in, so maybe there's hope for me yet.)
In summary: the children are in love with the girls - Laura (FJ) for her artistic abilities and hugable traits, as well as her GORGEOUS smokey voice (acquired with no smoking!); Sophie (SU) for her Hermione traits, sweet demeanor, and comments of "oh, that's brilliant!" anytime they produce a scribble for her to look at. So, there will be tears when they leave tomorrow.
I've forced chipotle on them at every meal, tequila/margaritas twice, but it has not been a booze fest, which shames me greatly. We HAVE to drink the champagne I bought tonight, or I'll never forgive myself. (There was a special Brazillian drink when Mr. S got home Saturday, but I didn't care for it. I don't know if it's the liquor, or how Mr. S makes drinks. I should experiment.)
Today we're off to the Dallas Museum of Art and the Nasher Scuplture museum, by way of train, OH. Crap. No. We can't because then we can't swing in and see my sister! Car it is, then. Bah.dooki? We'll be there after lunchtime, okay? This isn't important to anyone, I know.
I've gained about five pounds (seriously - what is UP with that?? I'm walking 6-8 miles every morning!!) so I look forward to a period of starvation soon to come so I can fit into any of my clothes.
If there's anything of interest, wanks, fic, vids, picspams, etc. that's happened over the past week, link me up! (I'm leaving Thursday for a weekend with the BFF in Ann Arbor, so I'll REALLY be offline) hit me here! Don't be shy!
(Chrislee, if you're reading this, I DID see your journal, and I'm sending all my love and hugs to you.)
For those that are just tuning in (everyone - all two) I've had two lovely girls visiting for the past week,
floweringjudas andslasheuse, the prior from Virginia with a voice to curl up with (and hair to DIE for. Mary Sue hair is right.) and the latter from Oxford, and if I could fold her up and stick her in my pocket, I would. I've caught myself picking up the Oxfordian manner of speaking lately. Example: "I don't particularly think..."I never say that. I've said it four times since she's been here. And "I rather think that..." I'm clearly losing my mind. HA! It's not helping that a trip to the bookstore resulted in only me with new books while they looked on, amused at my excitement. One book in particular (ha) was Stephen Fry's The Liar. It may be the greatest novel ever written about gay boys, British school systems, and humor ever. (I didn't slip the u in, so maybe there's hope for me yet.)
In summary: the children are in love with the girls - Laura (FJ) for her artistic abilities and hugable traits, as well as her GORGEOUS smokey voice (acquired with no smoking!); Sophie (SU) for her Hermione traits, sweet demeanor, and comments of "oh, that's brilliant!" anytime they produce a scribble for her to look at. So, there will be tears when they leave tomorrow.
I've forced chipotle on them at every meal, tequila/margaritas twice, but it has not been a booze fest, which shames me greatly. We HAVE to drink the champagne I bought tonight, or I'll never forgive myself. (There was a special Brazillian drink when Mr. S got home Saturday, but I didn't care for it. I don't know if it's the liquor, or how Mr. S makes drinks. I should experiment.)
Today we're off to the Dallas Museum of Art and the Nasher Scuplture museum, by way of train, OH. Crap. No. We can't because then we can't swing in and see my sister! Car it is, then. Bah.
dooki? We'll be there after lunchtime, okay? This isn't important to anyone, I know.I've gained about five pounds (seriously - what is UP with that?? I'm walking 6-8 miles every morning!!) so I look forward to a period of starvation soon to come so I can fit into any of my clothes.
If there's anything of interest, wanks, fic, vids, picspams, etc. that's happened over the past week, link me up! (I'm leaving Thursday for a weekend with the BFF in Ann Arbor, so I'll REALLY be offline) hit me here! Don't be shy!
(Chrislee, if you're reading this, I DID see your journal, and I'm sending all my love and hugs to you.)
'Oos dis bint, then?
- stoney321
- Laura Stone
- Hey, Don't Judge Me
Comments
Well, "I rather think that" you are having a simply marvelous time! And, I tend to adopt whatever accent I'm around as well. I came back from a semester in London sounding like Madonna. Luckily, that didn't last long. *g*
Anyway, lots of Yay! for the fun and may you have that booze fest yet!
Should I alert the Governor? Have a good time, btw.(the trees are starting to turn)
I fully expect an email detailing all of the craziness happening in your life ASAP.
Just make sure there's booze, snacks, and clean sheets and that'll be the best trip ever. :D *squish!!!*
Much love, sugar.
I may die. I leave you all my schoolboy porn. And cupcakes.
I shall particularly think about this. :D
OH EM GEE, the kitchen remodel will be SO WORTH IT when it's done!!
Maybe you gained muscle mass?
And I'm thinking it has to be. My clothes are fitting the same, so... o_O I'd like to see the number come DOWN some, though. *shrug*
Julia, also trying to dig through the backlog of Miss Perfect reject laundry, which could be a career
(Reject laundry? Oh, you are a good mother!)
Got your email, when things are hectic for me, let's get things organized so I can commit info to memory, okay? :) Say, tomorrow eve? I'll shoot you an email. *hugs*
Scuplture! Modern or classical?
It was an excellent day - pure blue skies, a bit of a breeze, and great friends. Couldn't ask for more!
Hearts times a SQUILLION, my Lynne!
My James weekend was sooooo wonderful. And I've still got a day and a half here in L.A.