Good evening my beauties. Another beautiful day sunny, and gloriously bright, inviting me into her warm arms begging me to get out, and I duely did so succumbing to the Friday, spiralling towards the weekend. HRH Queen Elizabeth celebrates her diamond jubilee therefore we peasants are gifted with two Bank holidays. Woo hoo! Any excuse not to work. So how are you my beauties?
Assuaged and deliriously happy, contentment suffusing your beautiful faces now you have feasted your moist eyes on our lovely darlings hugging and loving each other? No BDs!!!! Yeaaah!!! Did I just see you do a whoop whoop rain dance with such glee with a feather in your hair?
Was it ...
'My heart goes boom bang a bang bang, boom bang a bang,boom boom
When you are near'
Consummation on Monday? Are you holding your breath? Listen to me my beauties...breathe in...breathe out...breathe in...breathe out. Feeling bettter? Has your colour returned? Are you rosy and pink. Cheeks flushed with excitement , eyes wide open with dilated pupils wishing this weekend away? Monday seems like a century away?
Maybe you have packed your vanity case, and boarded a plane, whisking you away to an exotic island, basking on the beach taking in the sun and sand. Pimms in one hand and designers glasses protecting those beautiful eyes, from the glare of the sun, and too much lovey dovey from our two darlings.Leaving behind the land of IPK, tucked away in a corner where if you so desire, on your return, can be dusted down, and maybe just maybe, viewed in a detached and clinical manner. Unemotional to the core analysing, left on the top shelf! Forever more banished to its rightful place... the dark and distant past.
So my eager beavers share , share what was your take on today's episode.
Pontificate with me and enlighten me with your views.
I wait with baited breath.
Meantime my beauties a happy Friday and a joyful weekend to you.