Y’all know I have a thing for the word magic. Maybe too much? Nah. How can there be too much?
While I love a good old bippity boppity boo just as much as the next fairytale lover – these little daily bits of sparkle are making my week:
This morning I was sitting with my coffee – typing business emails and checking the clock for yoga time (magic in and of itself) and low and behold – the fedex dude drove up & delivered to me a big old box marked Pumpkin Hill (what I sentimentally call the house) it was chock full of fancy french broad chocolate. With no sender’s name.
And then there was this quote from a friend:
It’s Vega’s nose that’s making me laugh.
Welcome – sources say YOU are my chocolate elf…. deny?
I strongly suspect your sources don’t know what they’re talking about.
because I didn’t tell anyone, so they couldn’t KNOW
love vega’s nose. very much.