merrily merrily merrily

Repotted the poinsettia which had dropped all its green leaves, leaving only its red, quite considerate for Valentine’s Day.

Bought red and white candles, fat ones and tall ones, and a cherry strudel.

Roses for the blooming of our relationship,
Seeds for the smiles of the future,
Sweets for how I feel about you,
and
The key to my heart.

The key is on a shiny shocking pink metal ring and has cascading red currrly ribbon falling all around it.

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I was looking at fake hair in the drugstore. There was a lot of it on display. Some of it looked just like my hair, a long rather limp hank of brown. There were also elastic bands sprouting tufts of black and blue hairy fur that I found oddly attractive.

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The beautiful lining is ripping out of my coat. I’m in a quandary over it. I want to repair it, but if I just sew it back together, won’t it just rip again. There should be some kind of stretchy inset put into place. Maybe a tailor could give me some advice. I love the lining, it is heavy sillky black with subtle flowers woven into it.