It never lasts. I wish it was like this everyday. But you see, I run a cafe out of this kitchen. Sometimes I have to yell, “kitchen closed, last round!!!” I live in this kitchen and I am tired of it. Only because I never get to enjoy it. Usually it’s full of food and kids that swing off the pantry shelves and bang the fridge door closed 500 times a day. BUT, I wouldn’t trade those cherubs for the world.
Oh, and I just ate some donkey d*ck, oops I mean devon and sauce. Then I swigged some beer. Over came my husband looking for a kiss and I got the giggles up… go for it I said. Nice wifey I am!
(I wrote this post last night – I am not drinking beer and eating devon for breakfast ha ha!)
(I wrote this post last night – I am not drinking beer and eating devon for breakfast ha ha!)
Have a good weekend. Katrina x
