Yes, I do own a Petula CD… and poor Merv is forced to suffer some of my eclectic tastes in music… While I’m not a “hair band” fan like he is, I’m a fan of just about anything else. My music tastes are open-minded - scary open-minded.
Don’t everyone freak out at once.
Tj
The impending move is taking up my free time, so there have been limited postings…
If I can get zen about garage sales… then I must get zen about moving.
No matter what angle you examine it from, packing and sorting just sucks.
Eat Cookies,
Tj
Did ya vote? I managed to get all the day’s worth of errands, moving stuff etc… just in time for darkness to settle. Then the horses needed tending… then the birds needed tending… then supper needed to be shoved into the oven… then FINALLY I whisked off to vote. I could have bailed, but I hung in there and got ‘er done.
All in the name of our country. I hope we all made the right choice this time.
I take stock in the fact that I didn’t pick the last one… phew – who wants that on their head?!
Ah, the ghosts of elections past… As they say on Monty Python’s Flying Circus, “AND NOW FOR SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT!”
Thank God. Eat Cookies!
Tj
First off, I’ll note that I spelled “shear” wrong in the last cartoon strip… “sheer”… sheesh!!!
On the second note. I slept through some major paranormal activity in my home last night. Rob insisted I got up last night and messed around with things downstairs. I did not. So, who did?! This is not the first time he’s heard stuff acting up downstairs. In fact, it’s been increasing lately.
Perhaps Mrs. Yanker is missing her gun? (Shouldn’t have sold it at the yard sale…) Tonight I’ll pay more attention. I’ll let ya know what’s cooking.
Eat Cookies (peanut butter ones, like I made for my spousal unit’s birthday.)
Tj
A fine wine from the Maipo Valley of Chile. It goes great with a third night of Ghost Hunters Live (un-live). However, it goes really sucky with the pizza… Olives just don’t cut it with this wine. It’s meant for a non-acidic fare, like the pepperoni and the sausage or cheese… just not olives.
Caménèra is a nice refreshing change from my usual Cabernet. It packs just enough heat to keep me interested and has a pleasantness all it’s own.
Great for a haunt on the town… or deep in a mysterious villa of Chile, nestled in the haunt of the mountains, brisk air, fresh taste… edge of the lake watching the wake lap the shore, remote, in peace, private.
I should write for Zagats… HA!
Tj
