I most certainly feel like an Englishman. Why? I mean I didn't have a biscuit, didn't I have tea nor a complete unappreciated moment of non understood humor.. I think it was just because I baked and ate my pie.. hmm..
I mean, who doesn't get religious or English after my APPLE PIE.
But I'm not gonna lie to you, even tough I'm a master in the kitchen, I just enjoy the dough and vanilla cream.. NO HOT, SHABBY APPLES FOR ME.
EUHHHWW
I think I'll get back to this subject in next, non existing(yet), post. Now to the important message of this post:
My Boyfriend just went home after a few days in town with me. Lovely man that fella. I hadn't seen him for like two weeks, I mean, that was on time. Oh what I've missed him, my little love <3 Like two camels missed a tiny car. Yeye I know, old one. But what the heck. And yes, YES I am a RWJ fan, not proud of it. He's tiny...
What did we do? Well I sure as hell wasn't allowed to leave the kitchen. Kidding, yes I was, for the bedroom. SIKES. Yes, I am one of those women that hates when a guy tells a condescendingly joke about women and kitchen, and then laugh about it with my amigas..
Porque yo puedo
LOL anyhoe we watched movies, RWJ(...), cooked together (I cooked he watched) and just snuggeledsnuggleiesnuggle. Awesome time, since I won't see him in another like one- two weeks. AHW. Ahh I have to endure.. He better read this and feel flattered, now that I've done some ass licking. No but really, he is awesome himself.
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