I love my apron...

I was wearing the retro apron Liz made me last night. I love that thing. I feel so domesticated in it. Who knew I had THAT in me???? I should flit around and dance with a mop and sing about cleaning.

I should cook for others more often. I can bow with a tray of hors d'oeuvres. And my teeth will ding and sparkle when I smile. And my boobs will be ever so perky. And I'll stick my fist in my mouth. Wait. What?

LL

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Beth said…
Uhm.... Picture please!!
August 18, 2008 at 7:44 PM
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