Mr. Toast's Winter Tea And More...

After the belated Thanksgiving and birthday celebration of some friends yesterday, I fell backward in Godot and hit the back of my head at the walk way to the front door. I now know that I can never again remove Godot's anti-tip bars. Thankfully, I only have a sore knot the size of Paris to deal with.

My apologies for the sporadic and belated blogging I've been doing; It is difficult to write or read while holding an ice bag aloft with one hand and balancing a terrified feline on one's lap. Jacob, true gent that he is, would not leave me alone post-incident. All is a bit better today, and he has returned to staking out our kitchen for signs of stray kibble.

My virtual trip to Aspen for mmm's winter tea festivities thusly delayed, I sit peeking into the wardrobe at a beautiful black and white winter coat and bright red scarf that promises warmth as well as sizzle. These will augment a matte black suit, matching flats and my favourite silver polish with silver earrings.

I look forward to meeting friends old and new tomorrow evening.

Until Then...