Road to Oz...

Welcome back to my home... yep there's no place like it... & sometimes I find it hard to motivate myself & partake in events outside my nest, but well, when Oma says to come & play, well you just better get off your butt & do it, because no one wants to miss out on a party, ESPECIALLY someone as special & wise (& wonderfully sassy) as Oma is throwing it, so even if I did get a little lost on the way when my GPS told me to turn left at the Haunted signpost (I KNEW I should have followed the yellow brick road)... anyway, I am finally here & going to visit you all & eat your all your Little Boys (or do you call them wieners? cheerios? cocktail frankfurters?) any way I am ravenous & I bought a couple of bottles of wine to share but what I REALLY am wanting to do is devour all the magical tales (is there party pies?), see the sparkles (mmm pass me the tomato sauce, what? you say ketchup?) gaze at the creations (ohh there you go, don't spill it on the shagpile babe) & enjoy (yum is that a plate of sushi someone is passing around?) the friendship of beautiful (no, you are gorgeous you don't need any more lippy) friends... Great to be here, I feel happier already & hang on... “Going so soon? I wouldn't hear of it. Why my little party's just beginning."* I did a big sign (with lot's of yummy layers close up) & some button pins I made as giveaways so please leave a comment & you may end up with a little something from Oz ;) Now... let's Party On!
*Wicked Witch of the West Wizard of Oz