Someday, if there is a man trying to woo me and finding it difficult (unlikely, but possible), he need only put this on.
Dear Nathaniel, I am microwaving pie that Mom bought up in Oak Glen this week on her way home from the orthodontist. As I put it in the microwave, I was full of sadness that I was not in Oak Glen with her. Why did I not go? I was working. I want to see the trees turn. I want to wander slowly through autumnal gift shops. Under the water, you cannot sense the approach of the seasons. Even here it is difficult because, after all, it's California. But I can still sense it. After three seasons in Illinois and one in Scotland, it must be with me for good. Or at least for a while. Because I am all abuzz with eagerness for fall and winter, for turkeys and dried leaves and Santa. I should start cooking again this fall. Fall foods are my favorite. Baked squash dripping with melted butter and brown sugar, pumpkin soup... this year, if I have enough money, I will put together a holiday dinner for my friends. And we will drink Scandinavian mulled wine, which is the most wonderful thing I have e
Really??
ReplyDeleteThat is good to know. If any man asks me what to do I'll know now what to tell them.
You know they ask me all the time. I'm the person people usually think of in those sorts of situations.
huh. which people would those be, pining for my heart? what have you told them so far?
ReplyDeleteuuuuhhhhhhh....
ReplyDeleteis what I told them. Because you know how articulate I am.
i am surprised that you are so easily swayed...
ReplyDeleteyou are only surprised because you haven't smelled it yet. egads.
ReplyDeleteIt's only $35—which is so much cheaper than going on dates. Which means....you'll end up with a thrifty man. Who smells nice, though.
ReplyDeletei can deal with that.
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