I would like to say I have writer's block. In fact - I almost passed it off that way ;-)
I will admit to spending an inordinate amount of time over the last week
playing in my own back yard, painting, and
playing in my own back yard, painting, and
watching my youngest messmonster play with his little Italian best friend.
They talk and talk like two old dames.
It's fascinating enough for me to spend my whole day observing them from behind my paintbrush.
Natter. Natter. Natter.
But now I'm under stress.
I have 9 minuti only to make sure the pasta is perfect.
For this boy only eats what 'La Mama' cooks.
Thank Crikey I won 'The Silver Spoon Cookbook for Kids'
from Meredy or 'La Mama' may not leave me her son tomorrow ;-)
from Meredy or 'La Mama' may not leave me her son tomorrow ;-)
And then how would I occupy my Pokemon so I could paint?
9 minuti doesn't leave me much time for doodling or painting for Amelia's art course.
But I slipped a bit in.
These are the fun, playing around doodly bits that I just never allow myself to do.
These are the fun, playing around doodly bits that I just never allow myself to do.
Yoiks!
The pasta's boiling over.
Beaker's away so my evening is free after the two 'old dames' are in bed for me to drop by later. Expect a visit!
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Ciao Ciao Bellas ;-)
9 minuti goes so fast ...