Look out blogger friends, I'mma gonna hurl!
My condolences to Agnes Goldberg DeWoofs; her dear husband William has passed from COVID. We love you, Agnes!
The snowdrops are blooming in the back yard!
I am in need of a run to the liquor store; I'm outta gin and several other fave tipples.
I sent my taxes off to my preparer on Thursday.
With spring coming, I am beginning to feel energized again. February kicked my ass hard with Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD).
Nothing better than having a purring kitty sitting on your sparkly tits.
I have 2 loads of laundry to do and I can't be arsed to do them. Since we are at home, not too many clothes are being worn.
I force you to look at my pussies! Miss Nyla (the purring kitty) napping on a chair next to me.
Miss Oreo looking fat and happy. She is sitting in a box.
Miss Gigi (the gray & white cat at the window) is still with us and is as bouncy and lively as ever.
I am SO damn sick and tired of COVID.
WHEN are the damn slobs that irritate me the most gonna fucking die?
I have 13 knitting WIPs (work in progress) and no mojo to work on any of them. The knitting fairies have deserted me for a warm beach somewhere.
I am SO damn sick and tired of RACISTS.
I found a YouTube site "Recollection Road" that documents stores, restaurants, etc. from the 50s & 60s. The site calls itself "A History Lesson of American Life". Pretty interesting, as I can remember many of the video subjects.
Who needs television when you have YouTube?
I am SO damn sick and tired of MAGAts. This is what I want to do to them:
Let's have some fun; replace one word in any movie title with the word "testicles". Example: GONE WITH THE TESTICLES. We could also use the word "tits" (THE ODD TITS) or "penis" (PENIS WARS). I shamelessly stole this from Joe My God. Answers in the comments please.
It's 7:25a Saturday morning and the sun is shining. I may be ambitious enough to bake honey oatmeal bread. But first...CAWFEE! PS - bread is now mixing; 3p it will be ready to eat!