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. Hello! How did you spend this day off and last night?: ) I do exactly as I predicted.
. My trusty knitted pajama Journal of Halloween (the one Pimkie) a bowl of marshmallows shaped like ghosts and pumpkins on hand, a hot chocolate in which to dip the marshmallows (terrible practice to which my Belgian friends I have started) to reach the other hand, down, and my pumpkin window (I'm very proud of the pumpkin. and I still have all 10 fingers, just think 'the skills and abilities!).
. Then it was a crescendo, Hocus Pocus, The Corpse Bride with tears, and the climax, that is signed and the boyfriend who, stunned by sugars, sang with conviction and effort to interpret the songs in Nightmare Before Christmas.
. I am a worldly woman. The output of Saturday will be enough for about ten days. I have to get back.
. We have forgotten that it is now the supermarkets are closed holidays. In addition to another pound of marshmallows (I can not see them), and Roquefort salad (I do not trust the cheese with the mold. I'm sorry, but it is not food for me.) Of doubtful date, we have very little edible (maybe we could make a paste with olive oil, but we're not sick, then it would not be justified).
. So, the boyfriend invited me to dinner. Yu hu! Knowing that for him an invitation to dinner is to go to the nearest fritkot mitraillette and eat (that is, this thing here for non-brussels), I skillfully playing on the circuit factor 'novelty', has just opened in LLN a Chinese restaurant part of a chain, La Cite Imperiale.
. I spent the afternoon contemplating various blogs, and lookbook, and chictopia. I do not exclude that in the coming days I will declare my love to Lily LLYMLRS, Nathalie My floor is red, to Cecilia The cabinet of the crime, Johanna Johanna's Confessions, Colin Et pourquoi pas Coline and my other blogueuses of the heart (sounds so much nicer blogueuse bloggers) with a place of inspiration stolen.
. That said, I'm going to sit with my pajama shirt on Halloween.
. Good evening, and enjoy the last long weekend of excerpts!
EN. . Hello! How did you spend this day off and last night? :) For me, Everything Went according to plans.
.My trusty knitted pajama Journal of Halloween (the one Pimkie), a bowl of marshmallows shaped like ghosts and pumpkins in one hand, a hot chocolate in which to dip the marshmallows (terrible practice which my Belgian friends initiated me to) in the other hand, and my lit-up pumpkin at the window (I'm like so proud of that pumpkin. I carved it myself, and I still have all 10 fingers, just think the skills and abilities!).
.Then it was a crescendo, Hocus Pocus, The Corpse Bride (with tears), and then the climax, marked by me and le boyfriend who, both stunned by sugars, sang with conviction and interpretational effort all the songs in Nightmare Before Christmas while watching it.
.I am way too social a woman. Saturday night's outing will have me satisfied for a good 10 days
.We have forgotten that it was holiday today, and that the supermarkets are closed. In addition to another pound of marshmallows (I can not even bear to see them), some salad and some Roquefort (I do not trust cheese with mold. I'm sorry, but it is not food for me.) of doubtful date, we don't have anything edible (maybe we could make a pasta with olive oil, but we're not ill, it would not be justified).
.So, the boyfriend invited me out to dinner. Yu hu! Knowing that for him an invitation to dinner means going to the nearest fritkot and eat mitraillette (this thing here for non-brusselians), I skillfully plaid on the 'new is good' factor, as a Chinese restaurant part of a chain, La Cité Imperiale has just opened in LLN. It looks so nice. We'll see.
.I spent the afternoon contemplating various blogs, and lookbook, and chictopia. I do not exclude that in the coming days I will declare my love to Lily LLYMLRS, Nathalie My floor is red, Cécile L'Armadio del delitto, Johanna Johanna's Confessions, Coline Et pourquoi pas Coline and my other blogueuses of the heart (blogueuse sounds so much nicer than blogger) With A stolen post of inspiration.
. That Said, I'm Going To Have A Meeting With My Halloween PJ's.
. Have a lovely night, and Enjoy the last bit of long weekend!
FR. . Hello! How did you spend this day off and last night? :) I did exactly what I expected.
. With my trusty pajamas Halloween (Pimkie t-shirt), a bowl of marshmallows in the shape of ghosts and pumpkins in hand and a hot chocolate in the other for dipping marshmallows (terrible practice which my friends in Belgium initiated me) and my pumpkin in the window (I'm too proud This pumpkin. I cut myself, and I still have all 10 fingers, think about the skills!).
. Then came a crescendo, Hocus Pocus, The Corpse Bride (in tears at the end), and the climax, which was signed by me and marked the boyfriend, stunned by sugars, singing with conviction and effort dramatic songs from Nightmare Before Christmas.
. I'm so social. The output of Saturday's going to be enough for ten days.
. They had forgotten that today's supermarkets were closed. In addition to another pound of marshmallows (I can not see them), salad and Roquefort (I do not trust the blue cheese. I'm sorry, but this is not food for me.), we have very little edible (can we might be making a paste with olive oil, but we are not sick).
. So the boyfriend invited me to dinner. Yu Hu! Knowing that for him an invitation to dinner is to go to the nearest fritkot and eat a gun (that thing above for non-Brussels), I played skillfully on the factor "novelty" and a restaurant China has just opened LLN, the imperial city. He looks good. We'll see.
. I spent the afternoon watching various blogs, and look book, and chictopia. I do not exclude that in the coming days I will declare my love to Lily LLYMLRS, Nathalie My floor is red, Cecile The Armadio del delitto Johanna Johanna Confessions And why not Colin Coline and other bloggers of my heart with a ; post inspirations stolen.
. That said, I will meet with my pajamas Halloween.
. Good evening, and enjoy the end of this long weekend!
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