Ah, dearest Hendercats! You know I'm just thrilled for you. ♥ And my, my lucky girl, your dance card has been quite full, hasn't it? (Hee!)
(Um...I'm crossing my fingers, and crossing myself, that I am counted among your ailing friends who can expect a visit from sweet Ian-as-Jesus! Yes. Yes that would be healing indeed!)
(Giddy with anticipation of said visit, Mumsy tosses olive oil soaked cotton balls into the trash, runs a comb through her interesting hair, and listens intently for a gentle tapping at her front door...)
Hurrah for your new job! (and and END to that old one, yes?) CONFETTI CONFETTI CONFETTI *sits beside Sergeant Clark and bats eyelashes flirtatiously* Any cake left, Sergeant? ;)
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And my, my lucky girl, your dance card has been quite full, hasn't it? (Hee!)
(Um...I'm crossing my fingers, and crossing myself, that I am counted among your ailing friends who can expect a visit from sweet Ian-as-Jesus! Yes. Yes that would be healing indeed!)
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Well of course you're to get a visit, dear! Get those cotton balls out of your ears and you'll likely hear him knocking. :)
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Ahem.
(Giddy with anticipation of said visit, Mumsy tosses olive oil soaked cotton balls into the trash, runs a comb through her interesting hair, and listens intently for a gentle tapping at her front door...)
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CONFETTI CONFETTI CONFETTI
*sits beside Sergeant Clark and bats eyelashes flirtatiously* Any cake left, Sergeant? ;)
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Any cake left, Sergeant?
Have I mentioned that I always hear Mr. Ratburn (did somebody say, "cake?") whenever I look at that cap? *giggle*
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And love, love this yummy assortment of celebration going on! Wheee!
I definitely feel a wee bit better already... ;)
xoxo
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Parties are such fun when several of Ian's characters attend, aren't they? ;)
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