my teeny voice whispers that things are getting a little better. the whisper gets louder every morning time as i rise to realise that it is a day closer to christmas.
today i attend a little meeting to do with little things and words and pictures. then i pop to the shops and finish my christmas gifts. i have bought so many teeny presents for my family. i cannot wait to wrap them and watch them get unwrapped by their smiling rosy faces.
as i finish up and cross the list, i accidently fall into the shop and by the time i realise, i have accidently bought myself something. i assure myself that it will be part of what i wear on christmas day.
a satin rosette for my messy hair
pale pale pink tights to keep my legs toasty infront of the fire
the magical rose coloured pearl covered in individually magical stones wrapped with gold to wear on my finger
and a something that was out of the ordinary... this oh so faux fur softly softly wrapped around me. a jacket. a lovely. warm. out of the ordinary for me. faux fur jacket.
a weekend of new it has been. sailor sillyness. present buying. lottery winning and losing. prettiness. happiness. freedom achieveing. lazy. lazy. lazy pyjama sunday. jam doughnuts. tea. tea. tea. papa bear's birthday. tomato soup. drawing. watching almost famous. ghostworld. and the grinch. raspberry chocolate. library trips. a farewell to the tinsel christmas jumper. happy conversations.
*for anja's birthday, a package is made up full of childlike gifts. as 2 plus 2 equals 4...her inner child age is 4. wooden clown toy. drawing stencil. two crayons. a wooden elf gnome whistle (which i wish i had). animal stickers. a sunflower. wooden rainbow beads.
i hope she will adore it forever.
a silly post i know. better ones to come. i think a blog redecorate maybe too.
i have missed my reads. so i must definitely catch up tomorrow morning whilst having my breakfast. you are lovely.
goodnight to you. sleep for me i wish upon the star so bright.