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*BEEP BEEP BEEP*
I throw down the pair of scissors in my hand and rush to the oven to take out the small batch of cupcakes I had been baking. I had been so consumed in cutting the stems from the daisies I had found on the table outside on the porch, in order to keep them fresh and alive, that I had nearly forgotten all about the cupcakes I had left in the oven to bake.
“Thank God I set a timer,” I murmur to myself as I slip on my oven mitts and proceed in taking out the fresh batch and placing them on the counter to cool off.
I begin to swiftly start coating the chocolate-flavoured cupcakes with pink frosting and decorating them in a ultra-glam, girly fashion with ribbons and heart-shaped candy sticks.
I suddenly realize I forgot to place the freshly-cut flowers into the water-filled, brand-new vase I had bought for them. Rushing back to the flowers and leaving my cupcakes half done, I swiftly do so.
Propping the flowers up in a presentable way and tying a cute, white-silky ribbon around the vase, I step back and admire my masterpiece while softly humming under my breath.
I decide to carry the flowers out to the front and place them on the same table I had found them on. As I open the front door, I am surprised to find a tin box placed on the table.
*Wow.. got some real nice neighbours around here* I think to myself while slightly chuckling.
Delighted to find honey cookies inside the tin, I quickly munch down on one, as they are a great guilty pleasure of mine.
“Mmm.. mmm … mmmm… so damn good,” I mutter to myself while licking my lips.
I find the introduction letter hiding beneath the tin and as I proceed through reading all of it, I experience a range of emotions and then a light bulb goes off in my head. Quickly adjusting the placement of the flowers on the table to ensure they look perfect, I head back inside with the tin of cookies in my hand.
Placing the cookies in my snack cupboard to munch on later, I return to my cupcakes and quickly finish preparing them.
I place three of them in a plastic gift box, which I enclose with a fancy, pink ribbon.
I head off to my room to retrieve another item enclosed in a creative gift bag fastened by rainbow coloured tie I had crafted up. In it was Covems' plaid shirt that I had left wearing a couple of months back. Having been back for a little while now, I had been drawing up the courage to return it back to its owner. I retrieve it from the corner of my bedroom it had grown accustomed to and head back to the kitchen with my favourite pink-inked pen and a sheet of paper.
Sitting down to write a small, cute note for Pookie, I take a deep breath and let my thoughts flow out onto paper.
Dear Pookie,
I would like to welcome you & Terri to our wonderful, cozy and fun lake community. I have no doubt by having you guys move into the neighbourhood, the fun level is bound to sky rocket. So definitely looking forward to that!
As for the heartache you've been suffering, I'll keep it short and simple and say that life's job is to throw you curve balls. All we can do is learn how to cope and get back up once knocked down and just never lose hope or give up. Just remember that good things fall apart, so that better things can come together.
I'd like to thank for the cookies. They were super delicious! I'm leaving ya'll three cupcakes. One for Terri and two for you. Yummy food helps the heart heal faster. Yummy food and good sex
I'm leaving you another gift personally. It's a fellow cowboy's plaid shirt that I'm sure you'll love. Being able to wear it and having that familiar scent around helped me through the last couple of difficult months.
So keep your chin up and let me know if you ladies are ever up for a cute, little tea party.
Amy xx
I fold the letter neatly and place it within the gift bag, on top of the shirt. Grabbing the box of cupcakes along with the gift bag, I head off towards Lopdoodle. The walk seems to be of a fair distance and it takes me a little while to reach the cabin.
Having arrived, I place the gifts carefully on the porch in front of the door, as no one seems to be home and then head off back in the direction of my cabin.
Even though my initial plan was to head over to the bar and have a fun night out, a day of nailing a sign, baking cupcakes, propping up daises and delivering gifts had proven to be quite energy-consuming.
I reach Okie Dokes and head inside with the intention of spending the night with my honey cookies, cupcakes and a Sex and the City marathon.
~ Well Spent ~
~ Ecstasy ~
Love me a hot guy in a towel.
Just one tug and… *Smirks* :
~ Edge ~
Brushing off the remaining remnants of dust from the sign nailed to the front door, I step back and admiringly gaze at it.
“The Okie Dokes Cabin” I mutter to myself with a big grin on my face and clap my hands excitedly.
It had taken a little while to get used to the transition but everything seemed to flow smoothly now and I couldn't remember the last time I felt so content and affirmingly sure of myself while being on my own.
I head back inside with a little hop in my step and engage in a little cleaning around the cabin before getting ready for a fun night out at the bar.
Taylor Swift: You're Not Sorry
I love this song! It's so beautiful. Been listening to it since yesterday
~ Feeling Safe In His Arms ~
I am thankful for having a warm, cozy bed to come home too.
I am also thankful for those quiet, thought-inducing moments to myself after a long day.
It's the simple things that count
With all the “boobie” talk that's been going on here lately, it seemed relevant to post this gif that I came across *Chuckles*
Early mornin' today.. Need me an extra dose of caffeine hehe :
