Saturday, January 25, 2014

End of the Week Cup



                                              Go away...I'm hibernating!


More snow....seriously??????????????

Only 53 more days till Spring.

Oh well...the larder is stocked...the bills paid...a TBR stack on the end table...hot cocoa in my pottery mug and a warm quilt.  
Let the hibernation continue.

Spent yesterday evening with my middle "grand" enjoying a night of crafts and pizza and colouring and bubbles...never ever get too old to colour or blow bubbles!  Pizza delivery with a free 8" chocolate chip cookie. Her, finishing a Messenger Bag to give to her youngest sister. Me, working with a skein of the most wonderful chunky yarn to crochet my newest Infinity Scaft...soft and fuzzy...tiny threads of gold throughout. And using the leftovers to crochet her a mini one, as well. With whipped cream breaks, of course...story-time and filling the room with a cloud of iridescent soap-bubbles.







                                                  Messenger Bag

                                                 Chunky Mini Infinity Scarf

                                   

And this morning gazing once again across the frozen tundra that was once my North Patio Beach...lol.

The minute it reaches 60 again...I am grabbing a quilt and basking...I mean it. If I have to spread the quilt over the remains of the snowdrifts to do it!  After the snow and bone-chilling cold recently, I have actually had dreams about basking on the quilt in the warm sunshine.

Which is probably more realistic than the dreams that somehow our political process is going to heal itself, I suppose.

Between the cries of Bridgegate and Benghazi...is it any wonder if you told a child today they could grow up to be President they would run screaming...I mean really...

If Jesus Christ ran for President today the "Right" would be lambasting him for being a long-haired commie socialist...hanging around with 12 grown men...probably gay...tree-hugging peace freak...who hands out free healthcare.

While the "Left" would be busy trying to trying to convince him to embrace the "cause du jour" then lambaste him for telling them not to judge others and to try to love everyone...try and convert him to vegetarianism and to at least question the existence of God...and get him out of the robes and sandals...and put on this Armani suit...because damn...were you born in a barn?

JC: Why yes. Yes I was.

Hell, Christie and Clinton aren't even nominees for the Primary yet and both sides are raking the Primordial Ooze for all it is worth.

Insane. 
  
I am still hoping Elizabeth Warren will run.

And speaking of insanity...

Have you read the news lately? Really.

A tale of two corpses.

 One a young girl who died after a botched tonsillectomy recovery...declared brain-dead by a handful of physicians/neurologists and the court issuing a death certificate. None of which dissuaded her parents and their lawyer from moving the body to an undisclosed location (Note: Can you legally even DO that? I thought it was referred to as hiding the body.)- where the shyster lawyer claims she is "...doing much better..." Even though she is...well...dead and according to the last written hospital report starting to decompose. I feel extremely sad for the parents who are clinging to the last shred of hope...and their lawyer...well..if there is a "hell"...certainly, it is reserved for people such as him.

And the second? A corpse in Texas who has the audacity to be PREGNANT while assuming room temperature...which in Texas means that they will turn you into a "decomposing incubator."..and your family has nothing they can say/do about it...because every sperm is sacred...or some such. Anyway, the poor husband who is already reeling from the unexpected death of his wife (and trying to retain some semblance of normalcy for their other small son)  is forced to watch her slowly rot because everybody knows that Republicans are the party of less interference in your life...unless it has to do with vaginas...or foetuses...or gay marriage...or Christianity...or...well pretty much anything else they don't agree with...

(...thankfully this man's nightmare appears to be ending now that experts have said that the "baby" appears to be severely deformed and would not be viable after 9 months in a putrefied corpse...)

Ya Think?

Christ Wept.

Bringing to mind the late...great...gonzo...HST...









Have a lovely weekend...



Oh...and the continuing results from the 5:2 (Fast Diet) with this morning's weigh in revealing another pound weight loss. Not much longer now! Goal: Size 7/8 by July...and stay there :)




 







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