I submit that life could not get much better. I am lounging on the couch and just watched Darcy propose to Elizabeth (round 1) for the umpteenth gazillion time. (A&E version). I get butterflies every time; it's just so amazingly phenomenal. Darcy = complete perfection. I'm also listening to Boston, Lynyrd Skynyrd, and Pink Floyd, blogging, sitting with Sarah, talking about life, and completely full and satisfied from a wonderful dinner that I did not have to cook. Saturday's 1940s-inspired photo shoot was a gigantic success; ratted hair, high heels and all. We yielded some amazing pictures thanks to E's magnificent photography and photoshopping (dang flourescent lights) skills.
End Note: My life, or at least the last week of it, has come full circle.
End Note: My life, or at least the last week of it, has come full circle.
I'm feeling a little out of the looping circle of your life. Is there anything I should know? Of course I been caught up in the endlessly looping circle of a coughing feverish abyss that never ceases. *reaches quivering hand to the skies rasping out* Free me! Free me! Hey maybe Darcy could do it. He can do anything.
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