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The thought of those buttery, jammy delights sitting in a box in an undisclosed location caused the suffering, zingy woman to utter ineffectual phrases such as “mad enough to have kittens” and “angry enough to spit barbed wire”.
How about “mad enough to have barbed-wire-spitting kittens?” If someone said that to me, I’d fork their jam right over.
(I can’t believe it’s there. It’s there, it’s there, it’s there!)
I’ve waited months, first patiently, then forgetfully, followed by desperately, and finally futilely. Then, lo and behold, when all hope was lost, they appear in the country.
However, now that I know they are almost in reach, these final hours are the worst of the wait so far.
jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmmmm....