last night Chris and I watched My House in Umbria.
All day I dreamed of sitting in a gorgeous flower garden while wearing a lovely linen dress, sipping grapa and smoking cigarettes. oh.. and eating a fresh salad and bread. instead... we're all too tired for art walk. max and Aidan aren't even home.
good thing I have a new book to read. Italian Fever by Valerie Martin!
just thought i'd share.
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does it speak to my state of mind that the cigarettes sounded the most appealing? (not that the rest of it didn't)
hope you have a restful night :)
:)
we could sit in a crappy Maine yard, wear clothes from goodwill and sip cheap wine. not the same?!
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