Make a small motivational poster of pictures and quotes that you like. It can be as small or big as you like.
I ammended this one and instead made a poster of what I wanted to do during the Christmas holidays… I’ll blog more about it next week, complete with picture of said professionally made collage. I also discovered that I am a wizard with the scissor… aka I managed to cut things that don’t require cutting (aka my shirt), and nothing on my collage has an even edge. Sue me… I wasn’t good at scissoring in Kindergarten either!
Look up recipes that you might not like and try one anyway. You might be surprised.
In honor of Thanksgiving and despite the fact that I’ve tried them every year and hated them each time I tried them, I’m going to give Yams another go. Maybe I’ll like them better not mashed, but baked. For some reason that gritty texture makes me gag a maggot. And then you go in figuring it’s going to taste like an orange potato, but no… it’s all sweet and gritty and you can put marshmallows and brown sugar on the top. Ain’t nothing wrong with marshmallows and brown sugar, but I save my marshmallows for nose shooting contests… you know the ones where you stick a marshey-mallow up the ole nostril and then see who can shoot it out the furthest!?!? Okay… forget I ever said that, nor have I ever attempted to do it… I just dry heaved a little bit at that thought. That is plain nastified!
Take a full body picture of yourself and see the progress you’ve made.
Oh goodie gumdrops in a puddle of Wonka sweat… my least favorite pastime. I’m counting the fact that I took full length pictures a couple of months ago… no need to have to put me through that twice in the same year. Though, I am making progress as I find my side view easier to notice differences… the front view… not so much!!
You all remember the kitty I was trying to hawk on this blog earlier this summer? The little bitty kitty silver tabby kitten with the high-pitched mew and the love of climbing up tall trees and not being able to get down? The one that hung out at the house in the garage for 2 months? We finally did find a home for her in approximately mid August of this year… and that was that or so I thought.
Two months later in October, I got word that the new owners were going to have to give it back because it did not get along with their existing cat. Oh lawsy. We had worked so hard to find a home for it and it kept coming back to me. Lindsay jumped on that opportunity to keep reminding me that it must be meant to be… only a few weeks after my sweet 22-year-old cat passes away and another one is falling into my lap yet again. How many times are you going to ignore that, Lindsay kept saying. Personally, I was still working on getting Lindsay to take it home to add to her collection of cats.
Meet, my new kitty, Lucy…
She does a lot of this… and she wreaks havoc on the Christmas tree Madre is putting up. She also found out how to be my personal heater/back rest on those frigid days:
She also STILL climbs up tall things and then can’t get down:
Such is the life of a spoiled brat kitty. Lucy, you got some ‘splainin’ to do!!
Question of the Day: What is your favorite way to eat a yam/sweet potater? Any toppings besides brown sugar and marshmallows?
HAPPY THANKSGIVING tomorrow, y’all Americans! I hope you all have a fabulous time hanging with your families and waiting in line for the Black Fridee sales so you can play tug of war with a slightly psychotic woman/man over the last Cabbage Patch doll. As a heads up, I won’t be blogging Thursday or Friday, but I’ll be back at it come Mondee, so hope to see you all then.