Living in a little room inside of me is a line of beautiful shoes all with heels that fit my high arch perfectly . . and skirts all poofy with layers of chiffon and netting . . and simple little dresses with sweet trimmings and cuffs. And bunches of handbags and baskets of glovies and hooks with feathery shawls and racks of coats. . all tailored to just my size . And THEN there is a room with all sorts of places to go once i'm all dressed UP in these things. . to tea at the Savoy in London. . a whole day trip to the Louvre in Paris.. a stroll down Newbury Street in Boston . . a perfect little table in a funky underground jazz club in New York City. . a dark corner in a ancient pub in Dublin.
. . . and there is also a room. . in my HOUSE. :) where my baby sleeps . . right now. and beside that another room. . where we sleep. . and in that room is a closet and a small chest that hold a few skirts and dresses. . and downstairs lives a pair or two of well worn boots. . given to me with love:)
and those are all the rooms and things this momma really needs. :)
Just a few new paintings that were sitting upstairs waiting to be scanned and shared. This whole afternoon ( after a much needed nap for both of us ) . . .was spent puttering with Sam and taking care of many little things that were on my mind grapes for ever and ever! . . doesn't it always feel so good to finally get things DONE!
Yesterday at break of dawn my dear friend and i left . . to drive and drive . . and drive. . till we found ourselves in her sweet childhood home.. surprising her momma with our unannounced presence. :)
When you've been close to someone for a long time and you're seeing where they grew up for the first time it's like opening a very big present.
We visited some favorite haunts and were part of a traditional Christmas Coffee . . .where HUNDREDS and hundreds of women come from miles around to have tea and many many crumpets. . all made by the local church ladies.. . and afterwards enjoy a christmas concert and gifts gifts gifts handed out to almost everyone.
Sooooooo fun.
What i will treasure the most though are the hours spent at her childhood home , drinking tea and still stuffing more goodies into our bellies while it started to snow outside.. the fat slow snow that looks EXACTLY like Charlie Brown .
We ended up trimming the tree with her mom and looking at old albums of when they were little with timeless christmas music drifting in from the old kitchen.
I will remember it always.
. . and thank you to the hubbies who stayed home and watched our boys . . so we could get away for a day.