Rainy Day Odds & Ends

[catelin]

I walked in the rain today, happy to let it curl my hair and kiss my face. The Russian Princess arrived bearing flowers. My arms were filled with delicate whites, and yellows turned into deep purples on the edges. Flowers are my therapy. I cannot help but feel blissful in their company. We lunched as the Texas ladies do, gossiping a bit, being a little catty, sharing our secrets. She told me about the wildebeest's departure from her life, how boys never change...except for the good ones, and diabolical plans to start the Best Little Whorehouse and Mexican Cantina in Prague. I told her of new love, spilled the beans on the mysterious suitor who was never a mystery to her, and Christmas shopping. We talked about mahjong lessons, antidotes for the Texas heat, and what feminine wiles a lady might call upon to bring about a permanent change of scenery for a gentleman. That's a purely hypothetical question, of course. I wore black and grey today, but it's a day full of color and happiness....and counting days until I walk into his smile.

Comments

happy for your happiness

[tamperevident.livejournal.com]

mmm... this made me remember what it feels like to bury my face in a big perky bunch of mumps on a rainy day...

its amazing how your writing evokes sense-memories in me.

Ladies who lunch

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

Ah, I'm so glad you like the flowers. :)