You know how you sometimes reach into a jacket pocket or a bag and find $20 and think, "How could I have possibly left that there?" Today, looking for my make-up bag (the small red leather one - if you see it, please do let me know) I discovered one salted caramel left in a roomy camel-colored purse. Comfortable in familiar surroundings, he did not appear to be nearly as surprised to see me as I was to see him. We had a delicious, if brief, reunion.
Labels: Musings from the Dream House