Crunch. Squeak. Burn. Puff. No, je ne smoke pas. C'est the toes and fingers burning with cold. A colder dip in temperature and the lungs too would burn. A late evening walk yielded this scene yesterday and lest any think je live a charmed life,four hours later GG and I had been cast deep into the middle of yet another Tow Tales.
I am Decadent Housewife.
I live in the country.
I hum opera in the kitchen.
Welcome to my life.
It involves men. Speedy, Violinist, Fun, Buff and Geek Guy aka GG - four twenty-somethings and one husband - ah yes, and, The Baby Violinists.