This blog post title would have worked better on a Monday, wouldn't it... that whole alliteration thing.
B cooked up a Valentine's storm last night: lamb - my favourite! As he was plugging away in the kitchen I thought, "should I set the table all pretty?" and then decided, "nah, it's Monday night, he'd probably be happier eating casually on the couch." I went to have a shower and returned to a beautifully set table and my boy setting down our delicious plates and two glasses of wine. Purrrrr.
Speaking of love, I'm not feeling any of it for work this week... my plate is overloading and I've got long days to take me right through until the weekend; uni assignment due dates are looming; emails piling up: can't we just go back to Disney World? I mean, is the idea so outrageous?? Someone has to go on Space Mountain, it can't just go round and round by itself...
I am loving tweets, blogs and photos from NY Fashion Week... I was lucky to be invited to the Australian version every year when I worked as an entertainment reporter in Sydney and it had such a buzz... models, designers, make up artists, media, buyers, celebrities, seriously chic looking people blowing air kisses and toasting their own fabulousness. Vacuous but addictive.
Getting up early in the morning is killing me at the moment. Just awful. Horrendous.
Anything else you need to know? And how are you?
This post is very casual isn't it... very unplanned, just "how's things?" Should have made you a coffee or offered to braid your hair.