Happy Friday Y'all.
I chose this particular image of Bruce because it conveys that fact that I am actually feeling less at death's door and more just on death's front porch than I have in literally a month.
The weather did a 360 again over night but since I was already f'd up by the ragweed it didn't do all that much..huzzah.
I have random thoughts in my head of a lot of things that I need to do this weekend..attending to the urpage on le carpet is at the very top of the list but I have all weekend to get it done so I won't kill myself...that and the usual laundry.
I have noticed the beginnings of the holiday crap starting recently but so far I am managing to avoid it ...even though in the back of my brain resides at least 3 recipes for geedunk ( sweets) to make and or bake.
Geedunk was one of my fathers words..I know but it's one I grew up with.
Like Slop Shute = McDonalds or any other fast food emporium especially if they had a drive through.
Zorie = Flip Flops.
Scooch = move over.
There are others that will pop up so brace for impact.
And I have begun Christmas shopping...I know , I want to run screaming off into that good night too.
Have a great weekend.
Ciao,
Aunty Pol
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