basket achieved

[rm]

So, as I've written about I am brinign a basket to Patty's for New Year's Eve. This isn't the host gift for her parents (that's a good panetone), but something for us because it's narratively hillarious.

Contents under the cut tag. She may restrain herself form knowledge or not as she wishes.


- bottle of raspberry wine for local winery
- cream biscuits
- brandy cream
- strawberry and raspberry jam from local producer
- sharp cheddar from local producer
- icelandic chocolate
- homebaked iced cookies
- german raspberries/blackberries candy
- marzipan pigs, if I can find them (this gets harder every year as more old New York things in Germantown pass out of the world).

And here's the really batshit part. Because I thought modern packaging (read: plastic) would ruin the concept, I repacked things as needed so everything is in paper or glass.

Comments

[rm.livejournal.com]

All I can say is -- OMG, the letters back and forth between Syria.

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Ha, yeah, I've been thinking that. I mean, this is only ten days!

[rm.livejournal.com]

madness. It's madness.

I mean... we're funny because we can both be so zen about this stuff but at the same time it's like, are you fucking serious?

I mean, the airport scene upon your return!

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Yeah. The airport scene will be epic.

...at least we can tell ourselves that all the time away is just to make the time together that much better!

[rm.livejournal.com]

Oh totally. We're always exciting and new. It's a good plan in a way, but wow, you're going to have to hide some of the letter I'm surely sending you on this one!

[rm.livejournal.com]

For that matter, I have to keep reminding myself to be somewhat dignified when greeting you at the bus station since your family will be close at hand.

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Hahahaha! I have to keep reminding myself that, and it's my family.

Also, yeah. I mean, not that anyone ever wanted to read any of my letters, but the same to you. You will have to be discreet if you read them on the subway!

[rm.livejournal.com]

Hahaha, do we even know where I am sleeping? Althugh I suppose we can be Victorian and creep around int eh night if need be.

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

I don't know, I haven't really discussed it with them. I think you're sleeping with me. But as a warning: my room is right next door to my parents' room, and the wall is incredibly thin.

[rm.livejournal.com]

Dude, you need that warning waaaaay more than I do.

wow, brain just went to a *kink by necessity* place.

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Heeee.

We are so TMI'ing your readers.

[rm.livejournal.com]

They love it!

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

They do! They're calling us cute!

[rm.livejournal.com]

Horrifying isn't it?

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

It makes me regret I put my blushing icon over on insane journal.

we do love it

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

Kink by necessity is my new favorite phrase!

And I've had to do that this week with the houseguests. Hahahah.

[marzipan-pig.livejournal.com]

It's both adorable and *blushes furiously* sort of a workout for my imagination, NOT LIKE RM HAS NEVER BEEN BEFORE (jeez, what I don't admit about total and complete strangers).

[rm.livejournal.com]

You know, I need to stop telling people I'd be okay with folks writing RPS about me like it's some sort of hypothetical that hasn't happened before.

;)

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Hee. Well, I'm glad you view it positively and not as appalling.