Okay--I feel compelled to stay and grow friendships here in beloved Salt Lake. Westminster reveals herself to me in all her glories and quarks; I'm a connisoeur of her gifts and diverse offerings. So now that I begin to joy in her, I must pursue a true rapport.So Ali (and Chloe), given this news, we must conjure up a day dream of next year's little cottage. I for one cast a vote for stark white walls. Anything else is not a blank enough slate. We must spend the summer collecting shabby chic-like stools and pillows and maybe a sofa or two over-stuffed chairs. White cotton slip covers and gorgeous clips of flowers will smile up the ambiance. Indeed, flowers, as we've invariably agreed, must be part of the monthly budget.
White sheets, fluffy white towels, books, art, our collages--these beauties will surround us and feed us and define us. It will provide us with room to grow, to cry, and to bloom. Oh! It will be our little temple cottage, for in it we will surely find ourselves--all we are meant to be.
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Dont forget Kelsie as well! But I am one step ahead of you all! Ive been collecting darling kitchen and house things (of the shabby chic genre) for quite some time now...I will have to show you my collection some time. I am a florist as well. I indeed have the flower hook up, that way, we wont have to spend nearly as much on flowers each month! ;)
Just think about shopping at the grocery store all together for the first time. I can see us laughing hysterically as we carefully choose what to buy. And we'll debate over whether to have a little chocolate stashed away for those gloomy, I-need-a-little-something days. Because hey, should we be healthy or practical? And our first dinner! Oh, what glorious fun we'll have.
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