Alone at Last

I LOVE MY FAMILY and cherish every moment I get to spend with them. Dad and I spent a couple days at my daughter's place where the rest of the family joined us for a fantastic Thanksgiving dinner. We had stuffed turkey, spiral ham, mashed potatoes, gravy, cranberry sauce, fruit salad and three different kinds of pie. And don't forget the eggnog! Everything was so nice and we took some family pictures which I'll share with you later.

Dad decided to fly back to NC after Thanksgiving to spend the Christmas holiday with my sister. I'm kind of glad he did that because sometimes Lois feels left out. Plus, I know he was getting lonely here being alone on the days that I had to work. My hubby happens to be gone as well, which didn't help matters. Dad needs to be around people.

Alivia, my two-year-old granddaughter came home with me for a couple days because the kids had to go back to work and her day care was closed. She was the perfect angel. We had countless tea parties, read and re-read several books, and cuddled on the sofa to watch The Polar Express. She napped like a good girl and didn't give me any trouble. Then her parents came to pick her up and my little angel turned into a little devil. Why is it that children always act up when in their parent's presence?

I just watched her and smiled.

This is my last day before returning to work tomorrow. I've had five days off which is a lot for me. But today is my day. I slept in, I'm still in my jammies. I've enjoyed my first cup of coffee for the day and I'm watching sci-fi. Shoot, the last two days my TV hasn't been off the Nick channel! LOL Soon I will make myself lunch.

I've found that as I get older I enjoy my alone time. In fact I need it. I think we all do. But would I pass it up for a chance to spend it with the people I love? Absolutely!

Installing a Husband...this is cute

Dear Tech Support,

Last year I upgraded from Boyfriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0 and noticed a distinct slow down in overall system performance, particularly in the flower and jewelry applications, which operated flawlessly under Boyfriend 5.0. In addition, Husband 1.0 uninstalled many other valuable programs, such as Romance 9.5 and Personal Attention 6.5, and then installed undesirable programs such as NBA 5.0, NFL 3.0 and Golf Clubs 4.1. Conversation 8.0 no longer runs, and Housecleaning 2.6 simply crashes the system.

Please note that I have tried running Nagging 5.3 to fix these problems, but to no avail. What can I do?

Signed,
Desperate


DEAR DESPERATE,

First, keep in mind, Boyfriend 5.0 is an Entertainment Package, while Husband 1.0 is an operating system. Please enter command: ihoughtyoulovedme.html and try to download Tears 6.2 and do not forget to install the Guilt 3.0 update. If that application works as designed, Husband 1.0 should then automatically run the applications Jewelry 2.0 and Flowers 3.5. However, remember, overuse of the above application can cause Husband 1.0 and to default to Grumpy Silence 2.5, Happy Hour 7.0 or Beer 6.1.

Please note that Beer 6.1 is a very bad program that will download the Farting and Snoring Loudly Beta. Whatever you do, DO NOT under any circumstances install Mother-In-Law 1.0 (it runs a virus in the background that will eventually seize control of all your system resources.)In addition, please do not attempt to reinstall the Boyfriend 5.0 ; program. These are unsupported applications and will crash Husband 1.0.

In summary, Husband 1.0 is a great program, but it does have limited memory and cannot learn new applications quickly. You might consider buying additional software to improve memory and performance. We recommend Cooking 3.0 and Hot Lingerie 7.7.

Good Luck Babe!
Tech Support

A New Study

A study conducted by UCLA's Department of Psychiatry has revealed that the kind of face a woman finds attractive on a man can differ depending on where she is in her menstrual cycle. For example: If she is ovulating, she is attracted to men with rugged and masculine features. However, if she is menstruating or menopausal, she tends to be more attracted to a man with duct tape over his mouth and a spear lodged in his forehead while he is on fire.

No further studies are expected

Thought ya'll could use a good chuckle!

It's Cold!

But I love it. I hear folks complaining about the chill but gee, we live in Florida! A place that feels like you're in hell most of the time. Enjoy it while you can, I say. Flush the stale air out of your home and open up the windows. And what better way to get in the holiday mood?

Voted Best Short Joke of the Year

A 3-year-old boy examined his testicles while taking a bath.
'Mom', he asked, 'Are these my brains?'
'Not yet,' she replied.

Thorny Tuesday

Thanksgiving Holiday

You know, I only have two more days to work this week and then I get a five-day vacation through Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving has always been my favorite holiday, probably due to it being the first family gathering of the year. Last year I planned a big dinner at my house and if you'll recall, we (my daughter, her hubby and me) ended up at the hospital emergency because my granddaughter had a little seizure. Hubby remained behind with the rest of the family and friends we'd invited. Turned out Alivia was running an 104 temperature and the doctor told us some kids have seizures with high tempts. Scared us all to death!

Hopefully we won't have a repeat of last year. By the time we returned home dinner had been eaten and our family and guests had left. We warmed things up and ate our dinner.

This year we're having dinner at my daughter's. She and hubby have to work the day after Thanksgiving so instead of them being on the road most of the holiday traveling back and forth from their home to mine (2 hours away) it just made sense. And this way I can keep Alivia on Friday because her day care is closed.

I'm so looking forward to it. My favorite times are when the family get together and sit around reminiscing while we eat good food. If I don't get a chance to blog the rest of the week know that I wish everyone a great Thanksgiving with your family and friends!

Explanation

You're probably wondering what's up with the adult content warning you come to before gaining access to my blog. Recently a blog I frequented was locked by blogger because they apparently had posts with adult content and there was no warning up. They could decide to close the blog down, which means starting all over again. I don't want that to happen to me so added the adult warning content.

Not that I post x-rated stuff here but I'm not taking any chances.

A little "WICKED DESIRE"

“Are you taking me to jail?”

Matt was settled behind the wheel and the key in the ignition when Maggie’s soft voice reached him. With a twist he had the powerful truck roaring to life. Releasing a heavy sigh, his eyes searched for hers in the darkness of the cab. “I’m taking you back to your apartment and then I hope to hell I never lay eyes on you again.” He backed the truck up like a mad man, noticing Maggie had to clutch the dashboard to remain on her seat. “You’re nothing but a lying little tramp, sweetheart.” Matt knew he was being unreasonable but anger drove him on. That and the thought of what she’d be doing with the man in the corvette if he hadn’t showed up and ruined their plans. And that was ludicrous! He had no claims on her.

“That’s not so.” Her voice was hardly above a whisper.

“Save your breath.” He squealed out of the parking lot. “I’m not interested.”

“I guess that about says it all,” she breathed quietly before sniffling.

He was aware of her opening her small clutch and digging around for something, assuming it was a tissue to wipe her eyes. Matt reached for the glove box, opened it, and pulled out the handkerchief he kept there for emergencies. “Here.” He thrust it in her face. “I don’t know why you’re crying. I told you I’m not taking you to jail.”

She shook her head negatively at the offered hanky. “I don’t want to contaminate it,” she said huskily, sniffing loudly.

Matt grit his teeth. “Take it.” He didn’t give her a choice, forcing it under her dripping nose. Maybe he’d been a little rough on her but damn it, he’d had enough. From the moment he met her she’d gotten under his skin like no other woman had in a long time. He was damn uncomfortable knowing what she did for a living and still being so strongly attracted to her. In fact, he had a mind to see what five hundred dollars was worth. It would certainly ease his aching flesh.

He glanced at her but couldn’t make out anything but her outline in the dark interior of the truck. She was huddled close to the door, clutching his handkerchief in a tight fist against her mouth. It was probably covered with red lipstick that wouldn’t come out in a hundred washings. He decided the best way to handle the situation was to ignore it. Get her home as soon as possible and out of his life. He sped down the dark, quiet streets, just missing the lights as they turned red and taking corners like they were one-way streets. Several times he noticed Maggie grab the door handle to keep from being thrown on his side of the seat. But it didn’t matter how far away she was, he could still smell the bewitching seduction of her perfume as it attacked his senses and kept him horny.

At last he pulled into her neighborhood. Maggie lived in a bad section of town. He’d never had to come to Harbor Heights twice in one day before, and the only reason he’d come there that morning was to bring a runaway home. He turned the corner leading into her apartment complex sharply, tires squealing as he pulled into a parking spot close to her door. He didn’t bother cutting the engine off; he wasn’t staying. Turning his head, he was able to see Maggie clearly now that he was parked directly under one of the few remaining lights scattered around the buildings.

She remained staring straight a head. “Matt…” Her soft voice ran over his sharpened senses like the hands of an eager lover. “I’m not a prostitute. My mother is a novelist and I really was doing research tonight.”

How far was she willing to go and how come it was so damn important to her that he believes her? Okay, maybe she was what she said she was, but didn’t she know how dangerous her so-called research was? Her naive attitude had almost landed her in jail tonight and could have landed her in a situation a lot more unpredictable and violent.

He let his eyes run over Maggie once again, slowly this time, wanting to give her the benefit of the doubt. If she was playing a part she was dressed for it to the hilt. The little number she had on left nothing to the imagination.

Sighing deeply, he leaned back against the leather seat with his arms draped over the steering wheel. The apartment building loomed in front of him. Even in the dark he could see how old and run down it was. It needed more than just a new paint job; the grounds were unkept to a point of giving the place an abandoned look. And he could see some of the windows were broken out. In fact, he didn’t notice many lights on anywhere with the exception of a couple buildings located there in the front.

If Maggie’s mother was a novelist, why was Maggie living in a dump like this? It didn’t add up. Matt chuckled under his breath as he realized how close he’d come to falling for yet another one of her lies. She was good, damn her. He’d give her credit for that. “How far would you have gone?”

He sensed her turning his way. “I beg your pardon?”

“You say you were gathering information. How accurate can your observations be if you don’t actually go home with any of the Johns?”

“I was never supposed to go home with any of the…ah, clients. Or take their money. I was simply supposed to take down as much verbal information as I could. I have a tape…”

“Then what would you base your research on what really happens between a hooker and her client in bed? Or in the back seat of a car? Or in some back alley?”

“My mother has a very active imagination.”

Matt chuckled deeply in his chest but it had nothing to do with humor. “Imagination? Let me give you a sample to take back to Mom, so she doesn’t have to use her imagination.”

He didn’t understand why he was being so crude. Nothing he’d done that day concerning this woman made any sense to him. He didn’t have time to waste with just two days left to get his affairs in order, so what the hell was he doing? He’d better get a grip on his priorities and forget about her. The only problem was his mind was telling him no, but his body was saying yes.

Well, why not? He could make it with her and finally put out the fire she’d started earlier that day. He had a few extra bucks on him. It might not be enough for her, but the way he was feeling he wouldn’t be taking up much of her time.

“Thanks for the ride.”

Matt heard her hand fumble with the door handle. “The ride’s not over.” He wrapped his hand around her arm and dragged her away from the door before she had the chance to open it.

“You’re a cop!” she reminded him in a desperate tone of voice, trying to pull away from him.

“In between jobs.” She was stronger then she looked and he was exhausted. He’d practically been up forty-eight straight hours with the exception of the catnap he’d grabbed in Bob’s office that afternoon. “Relax…you’ll get paid.”

He heard her inhale sharply. It grew quiet in the cab as they sat staring at each other. Matt relaxed his hand and she snatched her arm free. “For the last time, I am not a hooker!”

Matt saw the slap coming but did nothing to prevent it from reaching his cheek. He figured he deserved it. Maybe it would cool the fire in his loins. Bring him back to reality.

She grappled with the handle to the door until the door flew open. Then exited the truck and hit the ground at a run, stumbling in haste. She didn’t stop until she was inside her apartment and slamming the door behind her. Matt waited until he saw a light through the window before releasing a tired breath and leaning his head back against the seat. He closed his eyes, willing his body under control.

It didn’t help that all he saw was a vixen with taunting green eyes, a luscious mouth, and enough curves to drive a saint mad.

Fun Friday! If women controlled the world...

Tomorrow's my day folks! After grocery shopping in the morning I get my monthly hair cut and pedicure. I so look forward to my pedicure. It's the one thing I treat myself to. My dad just asked me a few minutes ago what a pedicure costs and I told him $28...he said for $20 he'd gnaw my toenails off for me. He thinks a pedicure is just getting your nails cut. LOL

Thursday Tips

Can you believe this?

Stores that are planning to close after Christmas are still selling the cards through the holidays even though the cards will be worthless January 1. There is no law preventing them from doing this. On the contrary, it is referred to as 'Bankruptcy Planning).
Below is a partial list of stores that you need to be cautious about.

Circuit City (filed Chapter 11)
Ann Taylor 117 stores nationwide closing
Lane Bryant, Fashion Bug ,and Catherine's to close 150 stores nationwide
Eddie Bauer to close stores 27 stores and more after January
Cache will close all stores
Talbots closing down specialty stores
J. Jill closing all stores (owned by Talbots) Pacific Sun wear (also owned by Talbots)
GAP closing 85 stores
Footlocker closing 140 stores more to close after January
Wickes Furniture closing down
Levitz closing down remaining stores
Bombay closing remaining stores
Zales closing down 82 stores and 105 after January
Whitehall closing all stores
Piercing Pagoda closing all stores
Disney closing 98 stores and will close more after January.
Home Depot closing 15 stores 1 in NJ ( New Brunswick )
Macys to close 9 stores after January
Linens and Things closing all stores
Movie Galley Closing all stores
Pep Boys Closing 33 stores
Sprint/Nextel closing 133 stores
JC Penney closing a number of stores after January
Ethan Allen closing down 12 stores.
Wilson Leather closing down all stores
Sharper Image closing down all stores
K B Toys closing 356 stores
Loews to close down some stores
Dillard's to close some stores

Sweet Story

Anyone who has pets will really like this. You'll like it even if you don't and you may even decide you need one!

Mary and her husband Jim had a dog named 'Lucky.' Lucky was a real character. Whenever Mary and Jim had company come for a weekend visit they would warn their friends to not leave their luggage open because Lucky would help himself to whatever struck his fancy. Inevitably, someone would forget and something would come up missing.

Mary or Jim would go to Lucky's toy box in the basement and there the treasure would be, amid all of Lucky's other favorite toys. Lucky always stashed his finds in his toy box and he was very particular that his toys stay in the box.

It happened that Mary found out she had breast cancer. Something told her she was going to die of this disease....in fact , she was just sure it was fatal. She scheduled the double mastectomy, fear riding her shoulders. The night before she was to go to the hospital she cuddled with Lucky. A thought struck her...what would happen to Lucky? Although the three-year-old dog liked Jim, he was Mary's dog through and through. If I die, Lucky will be abandoned, Mary thought. He won't understand that I didn't want to leave him. The thought made her sadder than thinking of her own death.

The double mastectomy was harder on Mary than her doctors had anticipated and Mary was hospitalized for over two weeks. Jim took Lucky for his evening walk faithfully, but the little dog just drooped, whining and miserable.Finally the day came for Mary to leave the hospital. When she arrived home, Mary was so exhausted she couldn't even make it up the steps to her bedroom.

Jim made his wife comfortable on the couch and left her to nap. Lucky stood watching Mary but he didn't come to her when she called. It made Mary sad but sleep soon overcame her and she dozed. When Mary woke for a second she couldn't understand what was wrong. She couldn't move her head and her body felt heavy and hot. But panic soon gave way to laughter when Mary realized the problem. She was covered, literally blanketed, with every treasure Lucky owned! While she had slept, the sorrowing dog had made trip after trip to the basement bringing his beloved mistress all his favorite things in life. He had covered her with his love.

Mary forgot about dying. Instead she and Lucky began living again, walking further and further together every day. It's been 12 years now and Mary is still cancer-free. Lucky? He still steals treasures and stashes them in his toy box but Mary remains his greatest treasure.

Remember....live every day to the fullest. Each minute is a blessing from God. And never forget....the people who make a difference in our lives are not the ones with the most credentials, the most money, or the most awards They are the ones that care for us.

If you see someone without a smile today give them one of yours! Live simply. Love seriously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the rest to God.

Thorny Tuesday!

Dad likes to shop. EVERY day. We’ve been to Wal-Mart three times in the three days he’s been here. I hate Wal-Mart. I hate shopping. I have to force myself to go to Wal-Mart once a week to do grocery shopping. He doesn’t see anything wrong with running to the store for one thing. Finally I told him that Friday is shopping day and we’re not going back to Wal-Mart until then. Make a list!

I got home from work today and guess what…he broke the faucet in the tub when he took a shower today. We had to go to Lowe’s for a new one. Ate dinner out since we were out anyway. He had a great prime rib and I had shrimp. If I didn’t know better I’d think he broke the faucet on purpose just for a reason to go shopping!

He’s still a young man at 72, but can’t drive anymore due to medical reasons. So wherever he goes he has to rely on someone else to take him places. And being stuck at home all day he wants to get out when I get home from work. I wonder what he’ll come up with tomorrow

I’ve made up my mind not to let it bother me. He’s home for the holidays and I’m glad to spend the time with him.

Never, never, never go pick someone up at the airport without calling first to make sure their flight is arriving on time. You'd think I know better. Hubby always gives me all the pertinent information and I call before I leave the house. Did I call before leaving to pick up my dad yesterday? Nooooo! I just took off, stopping to gas up, get a little cash at the bank, and a sweet ice tea at McDonald's before heading for the toll road.

I have no one to blame for what happened after that. Dad's flight was supposed to come in at 3:20 so I timed it just right, giving him a good half hour to get to his luggage and meet me at the curb. So...from 3:45 to almost 5:00 I drove circles around the damn airport! His flight ended up being delayed in Atlanta because of the weather.

By my 14th trip I was so numb that when he finally made it to the curb I drove right past him. He literally ran out to the car to stop me. I would have parked but have you ever been to the airport? It's a maze of roads and signs and traffic is going so fast you can't read and maneuver your car in time to make any changes.

Then I felt bad for dad because I could see his day had taken a toll on him. His short flight from North Carolina turned into an all day affair. He said they were forced to sit in the airplane in Atlanta for an hour and a half because of the storms. They weren't allowed to get off because they were already on the run way. He hadn't eaten all day either.

He's here now and making himself right at home. My sci-fi Saturday turned into gardening crap, home makeover shows and football:(

Hope ya'll have a great weekend!

Fun Friday!

A man was sick and tired of going to work every day while his wife stayed home. He wanted her to see what he went through so he prayed: 'Dear Lord: I go to work every day and put in 8 hours while my wife merely stays at home. I want her to know what I go through. So, please allow her body to switch with mine for a day Amen!'

God, in his infinite wisdom, granted the man's wish. The next morning, sure enough, the man awoke as a woman. He arose, cooked breakfast for his mate, awakened the kids, set out their school clothes, fed them breakfast, packed their lunches, drove them to school, came home and picked up the dry cleaning, took it to the cleaners and stopped at the bank to make a deposit. He went grocery shopping, then drove home to put away the groceries, paid the bills and balanced the check book. He cleaned the cat's litter box and bathed the dog.

Then, it was already 1P.M. and he hurried to make the beds, do the laundry, vacuum, dust, and sweep and mop the kitchen floor. Ran to the school to pick up the kids and got into an argument with them on the way home. Set out milk and cookies and got the kids organized to do their homework. Then, set up the ironing board and watched TV while he did the ironing. At 4:30 he began peeling potatoes and washing vegetables for salad, breaded the pork chops and snapped fresh beans for supper. After supper he cleaned the kitchen, ran the dishwasher, folded laundry, bathed the kids, and put them to bed. At 9 P.M.

He was exhausted and though his daily chores weren't finished, he went to bed where he was expected to make love, which he managed to get through without complaint. The next morning, he awoke and immediately knelt by the bed and said: - 'Lord, I don't know what I was thinking. I was so wrong to envy my wife's being able to stay home all day. Please, Oh! Please, let us trade back. Amen!'

The Lord, in his infinite wisdom, replied: 'My son, I feel you have learned your lesson and I will be happy to change things back to the way they were. You'll just have to wait 9 months.........You got pregnant last night.'

A friend sent this to me and I thought it was worth sharing. Amazing!

Looking like giant leaves floating in the sea thousands of Golden Rays are seen here gathering off the coast of Mexico.

The spectacular scene was captured as the magnificent creatures made one of
their biannual mass migrations to more agreeable waters. Gliding silently beneath the waves they turned vast areas of blue water to gold off the northern tip of the Yucatan Peninsula. Sandra Critelli, an amateur photographer, stumbled across the phenomenon while looking for whale sharks.

She said: 'It was an unreal image, very difficult to describe. The surface of the water was covered by warm and different shades of gold and looked like a bed of autumn leaves gently moved by the wind. 'It's hard to say exactly how many there were but in the range of a few thousand.

We were surrounded by them without seeing the edge of the school and we could see many under the water surface too.

'I feel very fortunate I was there in the right place at the right time to experienced nature at his best.' Measuring up to 7ft (2.1 meters) from wing-tip to wing-tip, Golden rays are also more prosaically known as cow nose rays. They have long, pointed pectoral fins that separate into two lobes in front of their high-domed heads and give them a cow-like appearance. Despite having poisonous stingers they are known to be shy and non-threatening when in large schools.

The population in the Gulf of Mexico migrates, in schools of as many as 10,000, clockwise from western Florida to the Yucatan .

Thorny Tuesday!

What would thorny Tuesday be without our favorite crabby, old lady?

Look What I Got Today!

From The Romance Studio! This is my second I Love Your Blog award. Below are 7 other blogs I gave the award to and recommend. Check them out! No telling where they might take you:)






1 - Denyse Bridger Blog
2 - Romance Excerpts Only Blog
3 - The Lark Journals Blog
4 - Sarita Leone
5 - Essence of Romance Blog
6 - Ellen Ashe Blog
7 - Linda Larouque Blog

Well, I got one cat laying across the back of my neck and another one laying on my boob. Life is good! LOL Gin Gin is slowly coming out more to check out Jezebel. I keep the little black purring machine in the bathroom when I'm at work until I know everyone is happy.

Dad called me last night. He'll be flying in from North Carolina this Friday and staying with me for a couple months. It will be nice to see him again and to have him here for the holidays. I spent all day Friday getting the spare bedroom ready for him. Next I'll have to clean the porch and buy an ashtray. He smokes like a chimney!

Is your house in good shape?

Why no...it's about to collapse around me! The plumbing backs up all the time and the roof leaks. I'm sorry but is this a stupid question? My house is for sale and the sign I put up out front has a plastic container for flyers. So I created some that include a picture of the house and detailed information about the good stuff. You know, ceramic tile, Berber carpet, roof and air conditioner still under warranty, stuff like that. I didn't put the price on it for a reason. So I get a call today, from a nice man, inquiring about the house.

"I just drove by and stopped for a flyer," he says. "I'd like to ask you a couple questions."
"Sure," I respond.
"Do you know what year it is?"
"I think 83 or 85," I reply.
"Is it in good shape?"
Was he kidding? Did he expect to hear me say no? "It's in very good shape." Which is the truth.
"What are you asking for it?"
I tell him, still stunned over his last question. I mean, is it me or was that a stupid question? He thanked me and hung up.

All he really wanted to know was the bottom line, the price.

Here She Is!

Jezebel, or Jezzy as I call her. My new baby. For a minute there I thought she was the cat from hell. But once I took her to the vet and had those lethal nails clipped she became much more bearable. She's really a sweetie. Very vocal, rambunctious, nosey, and demanding of my attention. I've been off work the last two days so she's had the run of the house. Woofy tolerates her and ignores her most of the time. Gin Gin wants no part of her. She's off hiding somewhere.

Right now Jezzy is sleeping on my chest. Pooped out from playing with her toys.

Fun Friday!

Proof that marriage exists in the animal kingdom.

Thursday Tips

The small cocktail (baby) carrots you buy in small plastic bags are made using the larger crooked or deformed carrots which are put through a machine which cuts and shapes them into cocktail carrots. Most people probably know this already. What you may not know and should know is the following: once the carrots are cut and shaped into cocktail carrots they are dipped in a solution of water and chlorine in order to preserve them (this is the same chlorine used your pool) since they do not have their skin or natural protective covering, they give them a higher dose of chlorine. You will notice that once you keep these carrots in your refrigerator for a few days, a white covering will form on the carrots, this is the chlorine which resurfaces.

At what cost do we put our health at risk to have esthetically pleasing vegetables which are practically plastic? We do hope that this information can be passed on to as many people as possible in the hopes of informing them where these carrots come from and how they are processed. Chlorine is a very well known carcinogen. Please let us make this information available to as many people as possible.

If you care about your family and friends, pass it on.

Wednesday Words

Well, I did it! Went to the humane society after work today. I went there for an adult black cat, male and neutered. I was determined to adopt an adult because no one seems to want them, they all want kittens. So what did I do? I came home with a female kitten. But that's only because they only had four adult cats up for adoption and none of them appealed to me.

Ebony is solid black with gold eyes and spayed so at least she's half of what I wanted. I couldn't help it! I fell in love with her. And she looked so pitiful all alone in her cage. She'd only been brought in a couple hours before I showed up and she was so scared. I just couldn't leave her. I couldn't!

I'll post a picture of her this weekend. She has a very sweet disposition. I'm keeping her in the spare bathroom tonight and while I'm at work tomorrow. Until Woofy and Gin Gin are used to her I want to take precautions. It's funny but I held her for about an hour tonight and they were all very curious of each other. However, Ebony looked so comical hissing and showing her tiny teeth at Woofy. All he wants to do is play.

Thorny Tuesday

Some people are just plain lucky. I voted today, on my way home from work. No lines, no waiting, just walked right in and walla! I know, you hate me.

VOTE!

If you don't do anything else this year...please vote on Tuesday!

Well, Halloween is over, the clocks have been turned back and Thanksgiving is on the way! The subtle change in the weather is nice, too. We've had a few cooler days here in Florida lately, something we Floridians always look forward to eagerly. It's so darn hot here most of the year that you can't enjoy being outside for any longer than it takes to get from your air conditioned car to your air conditioned house.

It hasn't been cool enough to open up the house yet, but it's been nice not having the air running continuously. A couple nights I even cuddled under a heavier blanket, with both Woofy and Gin Gin on either side of me. When Gin Gin's cold she'll nose her way beneath the blankets with me.They wake me at least once a night but it's getting easier falling back to sleep each time.

Now, if I had a big hunky man nosing his way under the covers with me I don't think sleep would be on my mind:)