Mixed Feelings Pudding

Bonjour,

Grocery shopping IS exciting after all. Being able to pick out my own set of fridge food really got me going up and down the aisles in the store. The grocery list I had with me was completed by the end of the hour,and I made it out of the store like a little kid with a cotton candy.

A fabulously flavorful take on the Italian classic- Garden Patch Spaghetti and Mushroom. The French baguette served with tomato soup kept the appetite running wild, and the mixed fruit cocktail pudding cooled the taste buds down. Of course, Chibi did not forget to have her cuppa' after dessert.

Earlier this morning, I had some sort of emotional traffic. The Chibi Dictionary defines emotional traffic as a rush of mixed emotions at a random point in time. I had called my parents back home,and this time around, I managed to chat up with my dad. Here comes the surprise-my grandma was there too~I was obviously happy and excited to talk to her,but deep down,my heart ached. I miss her;I miss my parents and little brother. Tears trickled down the apples of my cheeks like calm streams. The heavy rain outside seemed to agree with me at that moment. The wind blew hard on the trees,as if to strike an arrow on my chest.

Note: Chibi finally managed to be on good terms with the sweet delicacies. Chibi will strive to be as strong as the red hot chili peppers.

Lyric of the day:
Now I can feel like I'm breathing/
You and I,it's time to feel the love...
Your senses are paralyzed/
Swing like a butterfly,sting like a bee...