|Don't ask me why the image is flipped, o.k.?|
This is Bob. I received Bob as a Christmas gift from my sister D. after having told her one day that I'd always wanted a sock monkey. Pouff! There's a sock monkey in my Christmas basket. (Bob sits in a chair facing my bed and he serves to remind me not to take life too seriously).
There were a couple other pouffs in the basket as well. A set of brass stencils of my initials, and a wonderful blown glass bee that I had found enchanting when I visited Woodlands in Vancouver last November, amongst other things.
I wonder what will happen if I tell her of my longing for a pair of Chanel ballet slippers.