Wordless Wednesday- Ice Ice Baby

For Today

For Today

Outside my window...

I'm looking at the disappointment of our first snow. Old man Winter, you want me to like what you bring? Then you should of made it a big flaky snow. The kind that dresses the drab of autumn done-pre winter grays. I would of been happy to take the camera and record your arrival. 

I am thinking...

or trying to.
Nope. Nada. Ziltch. No thoughts worth mentioning today. 

I am thankful for...
Hubby. For reasons to numerous to list. Well maybe one day soon, I'll try work up a list of sorts. But for now suffice it to say he keeps me sane. He really does.

From the Kitchen...

I will make Double Chocolate Almond cookies. Yeah, the kind that you need to have a moment alone with.  

I am wearing...
old gray sweats, older gray hoodie and huge black and pink slippers with black pom-poms. Yeah,that's right, I'm bringing sexy back, bitches. 

I am creating...

nada, nufins, ziltch. To go along side of what I'm thinking.  

I am going...

to kick my own ass in a four minute metabolic training work-out.  I'm going to lay down for 10 and get up and do it all over again. I'm really hoping this will help combat the Christmas eating I'm planning on doing..? 8 minutes is better than zero, right? ;-)

I am reading...

three books. I always read one before starting another.  Attention span of a gnat lately. Pffhht. 

I am hoping...

for inspiration to come up and smack me upside the head. It's been somewhat blah served up with a side of boring, garnished on top with meh!  

I am hearing...

my stomach growling. Geeze,what's it's frikken problem anyways? I fed you coffee first thing, didn't I? 

Around the house...

I am preparing for my youngest daughter and grand-baby to move back in. Again. Third time. Checking on my wine reserves.. Yup, lookin' goooood. 

One of my favorite things...

Why do I always hear Julie Andrews on this question?

A few plans for the week...
Celebrating my first born's 24th birthday mid week. I have always given them choice of a meal. This year it's looking like home made French Onion soup and Escargots. And yes, the french add white wine to soup. ( well hell, we add it to almost everything if you really wanna/gotta know )  Boo Ya.

Here is a picture for thought I am sharing...

The birthday beauty ♥

Wordless Wednesday- Taking flight

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Open Letters

Dear Stupid
I understand there's no medication to help you with your lack of intelligence, such is your problem. Pardon me if I refuse to engage in a battle of smarts. It's like knocking one's head against a stone pillar. The pillar doesn't understand. And well.. neither do you. 
Signed, 
I think the Pillar's smarter.

Dear Fellow Grocery Shopper, 
It's all good to flirt with me in the fungi section, I suppose it's a better place than the pharmaceutical section...?
Signed,
Colour me Complimented.. I think?


Dear Barometer Headache,
Really? Seven days and counting? You suck.
Signed, 
Go away, go far far away.


Dear Newton, 
I'm sorry I couldn't say goodbye. My heart was ripping out of my chest and you were not supposed to see me cry. Much love and big smothering hugs, beautiful dog. 
Signed,
Me


Dear Hubby, 
You low down, two timing, good for nothing piece of useless hope you get an incurable std and your dick rots off taking you to the cleaners for shits and giggles loser.
You're lucky this was just a dream. 
Signed, 
Your loving wife  :-) 


Dear Papau New Guinea Coffee
I love you. You are the reason some people live.
Signed,
Coffee: Never leave home without it.


Dear Kids TV show Characters,
Die already.
Signed,
Not into Creepy little Freaks


Dear Dogs, 
I'm leaving for the weekend and NOT taking you. Pardon my excitement at not having too pick up your poop,listen to your ear splitting barks, watch you eat your regurgitated supper,look at you lick unmentionable parts of yourself or smell your disgusting flatulence issues.
Signed, 
Dog Free Me Yipeee!


Dear Jehovah Witnesses, 
Not about to engage in a discussion about God with you. You have your way and this Catholic has hers. I've been told by enough Christians I'm perpetually wrong, I won't be forgiven, I won't make it through the gates blah blah blah. I don't begrudge them their beliefs nor will I yours. But for pity's sake, don't look at me like I'm the devil's spawn when I refuse your publications or when I shut the door decisively in your face. You people really can be pushy.
Signed, 
Just not that into you.

Wordless Wednesday-This Old Town