She Lives.
Sorry that there hasn't been a lot here this week. Truth be told there wasn't a lot to tell.
How weird is that ..?
Pretty Damn Weird if you ask me .
Anyhoo....
I am officially tired of the thrice damn'd cold weather .
Yeah, I know , I know .
We don't have it as bad as others.
Lady L comes to mind up in B'More.
The sister of my heart and Double O Mullet have that sort of weather for about half of the year, but they are up in the wilds of the big Paloose so this is their normal.
I left that shit in 1982 and didn't miss it a bit.
Nope.
Not for a Currier and Ives second.
I'm older.
My bloods thinned out.
I'm tired of washing sweats.
I'm consoling myself with a big ass brisket this weekend...so I will live.
Xena is eating a bit more and I have a new title at the Casa.
Just call me the " Food Whisperer".
Stay safe and warm.
Ciao,
Aunty Pol
1 comment:
Yay on Xena!! Sorry I haven't been by much lately. Too busy for words. Dag, things need to slow down to a dull roar.
And I heartily second I'm sick of the cold. Same reasons cited.
And they're calling for more snow on Monday. *sigh* If I wanted this much snow, I'd have moved to Alaska! ;-)
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