Blizzard 2011

Three below zero. This temperature does not reflect wind chill.



We're nearly dug out.



But in places where the drifts are substantial



who knows when we'll see the ground again?



Fortunately, this time next week I'll be on a beach with The Saint.

Jealous?

Dress Code Violation

I shed my work day like a snakeskin. Within sixty seconds of hitting the door my work clothes come off. It's not as if my office has some draconian dress code that includes skirts and pantyhose.

(Hell, I pretty much give myself a jeans day every Friday!)

No, for me the shedding has more to do with stripping off the work day. It's a physical letting go and sinking into the comfort and routine of home.



But let's be honest; this time of year usually finds me going from work clothes straight to pajama pants. They're just so comfy.








I mean for the lova’ God it's, cold, dark and snowy. Don't I deserve a little flannel with an elastic waist?






Chances are I'm in for the night and if you happen to stop by? I don't give a rats ass.







However this winter I've taken to entertaining in my PJs.










Hell, I've taken to going to other peoples homes in my PJs.








Last week we were headed to my parents’ house for dinner. I’d been on autopilot when I got home from work and already had my pajamas on. I wondered aloud if my mother would mind my showing up for DINNER in my pajamas. The Saint simply shrugged and said, “You don’t actually SLEEP in them, so they’re not REALLY pajamas, they’re HOUSE PANTS!”

HOUSE PANTS! Is it any wonder I love that man?!

Can I Just Say?

That among his many talents, The Saint makes one hell of a great Manhattan.



I'm just sayin'.

A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person*

I was a girl when I married. A fresh-faced, twenty-two year old bride.

I knew nothing of life, really, but I was in love.



A quarter of a century later I am still in love.



And suck it people, I can still fit in the dress!



*~Mignon McLaughlin

Overheard

Fannie: (To The Saint) "Do you care if I eat the last of the pie?"

The Saint: "No."

Later

The Saint: "Hey, where's the pie?"

Fannie: "I ate it."

The Saint: "But ...but...you don't eat pie!"

Fannie: "I asked if you minded if I ate the last piece!"

The Saint: "But...but...you don't eat dessert!"

Fannie: "But I ASKED if I could eat it!"

The Saint: "YOU DON'T EAT PIE!"

Fannie: "But I ASKED!"

The Saint: "YOU DON'T EAT PIE!"

Fannie: "But..."

The Saint: "YOU DON'T EAT PIE!"

Fannie: "GAAAAAHHHHHH!"

The Saint: "YOU DON'T EAT PIE!"


Good Gravy!

Overheard

Fannie: I need to tell you something and I want to be very clear about of my intentions so no one gets the wrong idea.

The Saint: *blink* *blink*

Fannie: I’m going to have to start sleeping naked.

The Saint: *blink* *blink* Because of the hot flashes?

Fannie: Yes.

The Saint: So you showing up naked will not necessarily be an indication that you're looking to get lucky?

Fannie: Precisely!

Toes

Toes on the beach.

Toes at the pool.

Toes at the pool on the balcony!

In Defense of Valentine's Day

I'm getting - sort of - caught up with some of what's sitting in Google Reader. It seems poor Valentine's Day is/was getting trashed! We like Valentine's Day! I send of boxes of treats to the Precious Daughters! We were traveling this year, but ordinarily we go out for dinner! This Monday - the 15th by the way - The Saint had these delivered to my office.



Aw shit, terrible camera phone picture. Much prettier in real life. Well any way, it was very sweet and made me smile. Color me shallow if you will, but when I look at them it makes me feel cherished.

One Week

Third verse same as the first (and second):

One week from today I'm going to be on a beach in Mexico.

One week from today I'm going to be on a beach in Mexico at a lovely resort.

One week from today I'm going to be on a beach in Mexico at a lovely resort, with the Saint.

One week from today I'm going to be on a beach in Mexico at a lovely resort, with the Saint, on a trip that someone else is paying for.

For what it's worth? I highly recommend getting to know a salesman. A really, really good one.

Laugh or Cry?

My sister is back in the hospital. The Saint and I took her to the ER yesterday. Elevated heart rate and fluid in the lungs is putting off the radiation therapy she was due to have tomorrow to "kill" her thyroid.

She's been feeling poorly for too long and is beyond upset to be back in the hospital. We're a little low in the morale department around these parts.

So laugh or cry?

OVERHEARD

The Saint calls me today at the office

The Saint: Are you cooking dinner tonight?

Fannie: I was planning to, why?

The Saint: I think the Precious Daughters both have plans tonight.

Fannie: Well, what time? Do the plans involve dinner?

The Saint: I think Precious Oldest has potential dinner plans, I'm not sure about Precious Youngest.

Fannie: It doesn't really matter -I'm cooking whether anyone is home or not. Tell them to do whatever. And any way, I don't want to be "THAT MOTHER" .

The Saint: "THAT MOTHER"?

Fannie: You know, the one that does the guilt.

The Saint: Oh, I'll be sure to pass THAT along!

Fannie: "Well ...when you do make sure you tell them *sniff* you heard tears in my voice!

All joking aside - we need a prayer over here!

P.S. They were both home for family dinner, I'm just sayin'.

First Snow

We had our first real snow of the season Tuesday night.



The Saint and I took a walk and enjoyed the wonderful, muffled quiet you get in town only during a snowfall.



It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas!

Town

Of course you can't spend all your time at the resort. You need to take a trip into town.

There's one stop shopping!

With all the latest fashions!

May need to stop for refreshments!

Look! A wedding party!

Mom, I'm scared!

Not to worry, just some friends waiting to celebrate El Día de los Muertos.

For Sale

For Sale
One Saint
Halo tarnished
Robe stained with frayed cuffs
$25 or best offer

Overheard

Scene:
Last Monday evening, my kitchen, Fannie is cooking and Precious youngest is setting the table.

Fannie: “Only two places hon, dad is out of town.”

Precious Youngest: “He’s out of town? No one tells me anything. Where is he?”

Fannie: “Denver.”

Scene:
Last Thursday evening, my bedroom, Fannie is changing for a social engagement.

Precious Youngest: “Dad called. He’s on his way, but he’s late because his plane from DALLAS was delayed.”

Fannie: *blink* *blink* “What ever, at least I knew it started with a “D”.

Scene:
Last night, bottom of the stairs, yelling up to Precious Youngest.

Fannie: “I have GNO tonight, you’re on your own for dinner. But think about what you want for dinner the rest of the week. Dad is going out of town.”

Precious Youngest: “Where’s he going?”

Fannie: “Chicago.”

Precious Youngest: “Are you sure?”

Fannie: *blink* *blink* “Could be Cincinnati. But I’m pretty sure it starts with a “C”.

Precious Youngest: “Do you want me to text him? He could be in CALCUTTA for all you know!”

Playa del Carmen

The Saint and I are off to the beach. See you in a few.

Two Weeks

Two weeks from today I'm going to be on a beach in Mexico.

Two weeks from today I'm going to be on a beach in Mexico at a lovely resort.

Two weeks from today I'm going to be on a beach in Mexico at a lovely resort, with the Saint.

Two weeks from today I'm going to be on a beach in Mexico at a lovely resort, with the Saint, on a trip that someone else is paying for.

Feeling Deja Vu? Well, winter can still just kiss.my.ass.

Quiz

1. Fried chicken
2. Mashed potatoes
3. Ice cream cake
4. A nap

What can this mean? The Saint is fifty two today. He is a man of simple tastes . Happy Birthday!

Gee honey, thanks....

Please cast your mind back and remember the sad tale of the Angel that used to sit on top of our Christmas tree. Well, in fact, she's still up there as I haven't had time to find a replacement. Which is what the Saint was thinking when he decided to "help out". The Saint is not the best shopper, so it should come as no surprise that when he looked for a replacement it was...well...not quite what I would have chosen.

She's carrying a wand AND a torch!

AND she's fiber optic!!

In many

Many

MANY colors!

And she comes with her own transformer!



She's going back tomorrow. Sheesh.

From the Saint

A bonus funny for Friday:

Overheard

Yesterday

Fannie: to Precious Youngest "When are you working today?"

Precious Youngest: "4:00 to 9:30."

Fannie: "I thought they took the bubble down off all the tennis courts; how are they going to play that late? It will be dark!"

Precious Youngest: "Um....there are outdoor lights?"

Fannie: blink blink

Precious Oldest: "Yeah mom, there's this new thing. It's called ELECTRICITY!"

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Last Night

Fannie: "Honey, while you're up would you pour me a glass of wine? Please?"

Precious Oldest: "Good lord woman, I went shopping with you, I went to Costco with you, what more do you want from me?"

Fannie: "I pushed you out of my vagina."

Precious Oldest: "Way to play the cervix card mom!"

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This Morning

The Saint: "What are you doing up at 5:45 on on a Saturday?"

Fannie: "Um, it's not Saturday it's FRIDAY."

The Saint: blink blink

The Saint: "Oh man, this day is gonna suck out loud!"