Saturday, January 5, 2013

All settled in, gov'nuh!

And as regal as ever.

We are as happy as clam chowder in our new little London flat, all married and ready for adventure-- maybe once I can get out of bed, that is.
We have eaten the best food since we got here two days ago. I guess I forgot there would be an abundance of french influence... I thought I was safe from french pastries this time. NEVER. Oh well, I'm married, right?
Oh. Maybe I'll get around to saying a little something about the wedding too. I guess that's important.

Until then,
Cheerio (or something)!
England is a place to be happy, as I learned a year and a half ago: here.
Happy husband. Happy wife. Happy fish and chips. Happy West End. Happy Sound of Music cape coat. Happy students everywhere. Happy little teeny kitchen that is smaller than the closet. Happy spider that crawled out of my blow dryer and bit me. Happy teeny leaky shower. Happy jet lag. Happy Greek grocer. Happy synagogue. Happy tourists. Not happy locals. Happy happy happy. Happy biscuits.

Oh yay, this is very exciting.


Allison Shamrell said...

It seems to me if you're in London for a while and I'm in Germany for a while, there must be something of a reunion....:)

OldBairds said...

I guess I need the update as to why you two lovebirds are currently in London. You lucky little pups! School? or ???? Enjoy every minute. Talk about an extended honeymoon full of adventure. Your ads on TV are running and every time I see one I melt. Love you my beauty!


I want to carry you
and for you to carry me
the way voices are said to carry over water.

Just this morning on the shore,
I could hear two people talking quietly
in a rowboat on the far side of the lake.

They were talking about fishing,
then one changed the subject,
and, I swear, they began talking about you.

Billy Collins

that's all, folks


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