Look! I (as in, not Sister Wolf) actually wrote this and posted it! Every body will be blushing now, nyet?
One of those days when everything you do gets highest marks, some quite unexpectedly. And you get loads of other pleasant little surprises.
-I had an hour-long conversation with Higher Authorities, which resulted in a promotion (and a nicer-rounded paycheck for the next year). “Clients are being very happy with this job we’ve done, particularly with interiors, thanks to you, and they are going to short-list us for the next county project based on that”. Still blushing.
-a co-worker returned from a business trip and invited me to lunch, because “he missed my birthday”. Apparently, he remembered last year’ marble chocolate cake I brought here to celebrate. I didn’t even recall baking a chocolate cake.
-my new shoes were noticed, on separate occasions, by 3 adoring gentlemen. [They couldn't very well come out and say "legs", could they? I feel for them...that was brave enough!]
-my son sent me a very sweet text message. Is he grown enough to not be afraid to show emotion? It was the highlight of my day.
-I got a personal email which I’m going to quote in part here. It concerns these pastries:
“The pastry you gave me wasdelicious-a buttery crust with a terrific “filling”that was especially good as it was not overlysweet(not that easy to do-most pastry tends to be toosweet) a perfect amount of currants in each jes’rounded off the experience- As a friend trust me Ithink I could tell you if something did’nt taste quiteright without bieng offensive-your pastry was aperfect accompaniment to the great meal we had” !! As always-A.
Now I’m going shopping for my upcoming trip abroad. Life is good!
What do you love best, little babushka? My flattery to my self, the idea that I would post email about my pastry....Let's discuss. That's an order.
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9 comments:
I think I missed something and I have a feeling it was very funny. More backstory, Sister Wolf. Who is this Russian muffin-maker?
I like to bake, I've said so.
Don't start whining about that Sister person, I make some fun of her pelvis break on my own blog, I think very funny make ridicule of her pain. Also I make funny on her dog, I hope dog trips her again.
So what, I can say what I like, but no, you cannot.
One more impertinence from you and poof, you are gone.
I love it all.
I must have more.
I will show you more. Then we see who is pony and who is chicken head!
Madame Tolstoya. Pleeese to reveal more!! I am the fireman to your ladder on hose. I too have hose on my truck. It is big, no? Your fire it will penetrate to the heart until it is out.
Madame Tolstoya. Pleeese to reveal more!! I am the fireman to your ladder on hose. I too have hose on my truck. It is big, no? Your fire it will penetrate to the heart until it is out.
You dare to comment twice! Clearly you are a relative of Stalin. Let's see whose hose now biggest, eh?
Interesting to know.
How dare you say this. You don't belong here at this sacred place. Go elsewhere at once.
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