Wine & Cheese ~ 75th Serving
Every week on Wednesday I devote a blog to whining. Despite being a really happy, positive person, I do have things that annoy me at times.
I never let anything grate on my nerves for long but thought it would be fun to vent them periodically in my blogs.
I also feel that good things, the cheese in life, should be acknowledged as well.
I’m even going to throw in a bit of dessert, a piece of virtual chocolate, something that made me laugh or smile just a bit more than normal.
If you’d like to read the past editions of Wine & Cheese just click HERE for all of the past postings.
Sit back and join me now for the 75th serving of some wine and cheese!
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😦 It is only November 12th, and we’ve had one snow fall of a half inch or so, and I’m sick of it already. Yes, it is very pretty. But it is cold, and I don’t like being cold. And slick roads are no fun, especially when your car thinks it is going out for a spot in the ice follies. Spun that sucker around on an over pass, one and a half times so that I was going the wrong way in my lane when I finally stopped. Yep, that totally trumped my coffee for being on the edge.
😦 Cold means that I need to get my dog a sweater. If there is one thing I think is totally ridiculous it is a dog wearing sweaters. However, Yorkies don’t have fur, they have hair, and no under coat. If you are cold, the dog is also. So, if we are going to keep walking every day when I get home, she needs to be properly outfitted. Mittens or booties will not be necessary…at least I hope.
😦 The demon possessed cold on steroids that kicked my butt over the weekend is not letting go entirely. While I feel great, I still have the sniffles and a bit of a cough. OH the joy.
😦 Oh the joys of winter, like scraping your car windows. Not much fun with the arthritis in my hands, OUCH. Guess that goes with the joys of aging as well.
🙂 Nothing says “gosh I am sure glad I have started nightly walks with the dog” like getting on the scale after 2 weeks and discovering you have shed 7.5 pounds. And it isn’t even a long route that we take, just 15 minutes but seems to be helping. Talk about motivation to extend the distance!
🙂 My jeans aren’t so snug anymore!
🙂 Skyler is back to being pure kitten. If she isn’t trying to sneak out of a room, into a closet, or picking a fight with one of the other cats, she is curled up in my lap. Love my little fluff ball.
🙂 When I get home this evening there is a wonderful man waiting for me. And a big slow cooker full of stew for dinner. I cannot wait! Great guy, good food, what more could a girl ask for?
One for every woman (and a few men) who hate finding dirty dishes in the sink.