ONCE upon a time, in a land not so far away, there was a queen. She lived a lovely life in her cottage sized castle with her husband and their three sons: Atrain the brave-heart; Jdog the jolly; and Doodle, the daring baby. The queen had a good heart, and she loved her boys with every piece of it. Every day in Frandsenland she works and plays and does her very best NOT to be evil. Sometimes she succeeds. This is her diary.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Sweet Teeth.
I have a sweet tooth—28 of them, actually. Today I couldn’t stop feeding them. They kept begging for more sugar: sugar pressed into frilly little hearts that say “I love you,” every time I put one in my mouth; sugar encrusted chocolate eggs that nested sweetly between my lips; hot, liquid, frothy sugar foaming in my mouth. Mmmmmmm, what’s wrong with me. I can’t stop. I love you too, sweethearts.
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You are funny. ;)
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