I will walk as far as I have to in order to get out of this damn snow. No matter how cute I look in a pink coat, it does not make up for the snow. I’m heading south and won’t stop until the heat of the sun burns this coat off my back.
(This is how you know that BuddhaBubba is NOT an Iditarod dog!)
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Or moose. It could have been a moo.. squirrel!
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I wake up each morning to three dogs who want to just lick me and love me all day. I wake up to six parrots and a cockatoo that want nothing more than to be part of my flock. And I wonder how much richer I could ever possibly be than I am right now.
I will pay you back for putting me in this hat the day I put you in your old age home. You’ve been warned.
who the hell is watching some of these reality TV shows? I have just finally been informed of what the joke is behind the cracks about the backdoor teenage mom. gross.
On the one hand, I understand the need for commercials on TV in order to pay for the show being seen. On the other hand, I can’t imagine watching TV that hasn’t been DVR’d so that I can fast forward through the commercials.
I think this could be Snowy’s way of asking me to turn up the heat.
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The power of positive thinking involves thinking that you are a winner hard enough, picturing it long enough, that you win because you wanted it that badly. Olympians know this and that’s why they win. In my family, the advice was to never imagine that you won because if you did, you cursed your chances and would surely lose. This is possibly why no one in my family ever made it to the Olympics.
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