My journal of big words and pretty pictures
When I woke up Monday morning, it was 66°F inside my house. Now, if you live anywhere north of the Mason-Dixon line, you’re probably playing a tiny, imaginary violin and making,”wah, wha” noises. Sure, make fun of the cold-weather challenged. Typically, it’s not this cold in Florida, this early in the peri-winter season. I’ve gone … Continue reading Warmth by chocolate
I hate housework. I hate everything about chores. The time it takes, the repetitive monotony, the cleaning up after other people, the smell, the dirt, splinters, the paper cuts, all of it. But, most of all, I hate laundry. The washing and drying part isn’t so bad. It’s the folding and putting away that gets … Continue reading Cash money
I was pondering what to make for dinner tonight, and that led to reminiscing about what we dined on as children. Here I was trying to figure out what to do with some ground turkey, and ended up salivating over the carb laden meals of my childhood. “Back in the day” there wasn't all this … Continue reading Hungry, hungry hippo
"Rocky Top you'll always be, home sweet home to me..." ~ traditional University of Tennessee football game song Before I attended college, the only thing I knew about football was that there were two teams and one ball. I wasn’t a big fan. Once at the University of Tennessee, as a poor college kid, I … Continue reading Home sweet home
White as driven snow This Frosty won't melt away He is made of sand I'm grateful for: Warm winters Beaches with white, sugar-fine sand Gulf Coast snowmen No cold slush NaBloPloMo 14/30
I've always been a bit of a loner. I enjoy spending time with friends and family, but I also like being by myself. There's no one I have ask for a menu selection - I can eat when I want, what I want, how I want... straight out of the ice cream carton with a … Continue reading One is not a lonely number
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