I don't want to spill the beans so soon, but that's me - can never learn to contain my feelings and shut 'em into the dark dark closet. Something exciting is coming up and I can't wait for it to materialise. No no, I haven't gotten myself a French beau to load myself up with French loaves and escalate into French caps (what is this illogical verbal vomit). It's something else.

Anyway, come August and all will be revealed! -cross fingers- Meanwhile, I just need to find a box to put my stuff...