darlings
we woke up in the small hours Literally on the Floor.
a tiny nail.
hidden in the tawny blond(e) carpet Punctured the aero bed upon which we sleep while awaiting our furniture to arrive from The East Coast.
and it’s not even our aero bed; it’s lovely greg’s.
Oh my.
The delights of bed, bath and beyond (sort of a grown up mothercare-slash-housewares-dept-of-debenhams for our British friends) await us today.
But no matter.
We can handle things as long as we don’t get into an Overwhelming Panic about everything that Might go wrong (overwhelm was a Large feature of our childhood personality – lots of brooding walks on the Cliffs and staring out into the English channel like a daphne du maurier heroine).
So we truly appreciate Tea and Textiles and a soothing conversation about Life and literature – with George.
Especially because George has a chandelier – and a View of the Hollywood Hills.
We have a delicious View too.
And in the absence of actual Furniture; a nice long counter for our Library books, the first utility bills nestled inside our new mail box yesterday, a thank you note or two to be Posted and lots of To Do Lists – including one for bed, bath and beyond that starts with “buy new aero bed”.
Yes.
We are a Tiny bit Overwhelmed.
But it is Sunday.
And Sunday is quite the nicest day (and the name of that striking Ms. Kidman’s eldest, if we do recall).
About teamgloria
I used to make my living from writing. And then it all stopped and so I went and did something else, part of which entailed a whole new look from Brooks Brothers (it wasn’t really me, but it was necessary). But a decade later I started to write again (during nights and weekends and frustrated lunch-times and long haul business travel) and one of the things I wrote (or came to me – as I do believe in the whole Muse concept) was a character called Gloria.
Gloria was a trainee angel and sat “up there” waiting for her first assignment. To occupy the hours she should have been studying humans and their foibles, she spent her time enjoying the new celestial movies-on-demand channel and became obsessed by Doris Day. So you can imagine the drama that unfolded when she came to Earth. Quite a shock to the system. But Gloria was determined to see Manhattan through the eyes of a vintage Doris Day movie and something magical started to happen – to me too.
Because I started to do the same thing and life became easier (and then I got Tobias the tumor which changed the trajectory, for now).
There are a lot of glorious people, places & things that help me get through my day – they make my life great – and so I call them “team gloria” (although they don’t usually know that). So I thought I’d start documenting them, and looking out for new people, places & things on a daily basis, and sharing them with you (whomever you are – do say hello. Oh, and tell me who your team gloria is :-)
I can’t see clearly but isn’t it a plastic creamer on the tea table…? If so, I am deeply shocked…
Gosh no!
Vintage milk glass.
The idea ;)
So sorry about waking on the floor… But oh, that chandelier!
It is a divine chandelier, D
Indeed.
Oh dear, but at least it wasn’t a water bed, you might have drowned into the bargain!
I’ve never had good luck with those things myself. Sleeping on air, or walking on air. Sunshine, however… that’s a song isn’t it? Walking on Sunshine. It’s a lovely Sunday. So good to have you back. XXXX G
Dearest George
It could not have been a water bed as the Lease specifically said no to such furniture (such a 70s throwback Lease!)
Thrilled to be back.
you two are the cutest!
xxx
julia
ps: my LA wanderlust gets stronger and stronger with every single one of your posts, sophia <3
Oh my. You need your sleep. Luckily you are in the good ‘ol USA for if you were in France, well, there would be nary a store open on Sunday–who knows, you might have been forced to go to the VF of L’Ermitage! :O Hoping still that all works itself out. Take a deep breath or two and I’ll just remind you of how brave you are (very) and how fortunate to have such wonderful friends (ditto)!
They will stick by you and so will we.
Tis true.
You’re right.
Any other country and we would Not have a shop to choose from!
Thank you for soothing words. You are wonderful.
All the makings of a French farce ‘Whoops there go by Bloomers’ by Ivor Biggun.
I do hope all will come right with the new bed. Check for more nails and buy a hammer!
That counter does look mighty fine as does the view.
Sunday is a mighty fine name. My first born is to be called February Godwin.
Lots of love from a VERY snowy London. Xx
Snow?!
Pictures. Please.