Today I made the prettiest cherry and peach delight that ever lived. It was so soft and smooth and I drew butterflies and flowers on the top with the left over cool whip.
I didn't know that a pan of cherry/peach delight could turn such a fast somersault onto the floor. I found out when I was trying to manuever them out the door. It made a nice little thump when it hit the floor face down. The cherry filling that escaped from underneath the aluminum foil and splattered on the floor looked an awful lot like blood. It didn't kill it all the way though. I managed to flip it back over and there wasn't all that much damage. It just looked really ugly. *sighlaugh* I don't think it damaged the yumminess though, it was oh so tasty.
I think a lot of people must be thinking about me. My nose has been itching like mad all night. I wouldn't mind having them stop, it's gotten kind of annoying, haha.
I really like having pretty little lunches of fruit and yogurt with my grandparents and our happy little conversations.
And I like running the whole way down the ditch between our houses when it's getting cold in the evening and the air burns your lungs and makes your chest feel about to explode.
And I like taking naps in the afternoon when the sunshine is the perfect shade of soft and warm.
And I like when I'm really tired at night and listening to songs that make comfortable sleepiness shiver all over my body.
And I don't really like starting sentences with 'And' but I do it all the time.
Oh well.
