A totally crazy week is finally over. Saturday showed us three weddings and flowers for a S&M Santa party. (We didn't ask.)
Then the Bazaar on Sunday, which we somehow pulled together in the 11th hour - meaning we wrapped soap frantically from 8-10am and then cleaned the studio in a whirlwind - eventually opening the champagne around 1pm. So much for being on time.

Today I wish I had:
a personal masseuse who did house calls.
then a bit of my particle physics reading over a lunch of warm roasted kabocha squash with lentils, hazlenuts and goat cheese on a bed of micro greens.
While we're at it, I'll take a loft apartment with a great big modern bathroom the size of Rhode Island. With a tub that fills in no time. Actually I'd be happy with just a clean tub.
Then later I'll mosey over to my mirrored bar and stir myself the perfect martini. turn on my soundsystem and what's playing?
VANGELIS!
now we're relaxing!

Hope you had a great weekend.