Hey! So what’s this ugly lit up piece of crap Christmas tree doing on your blog? (You might ask.) It’s nearly February!
It’s our Christmas tree, whatdoyathink?
All right, so I’m behind. I was going to write a Christmas blog. I don’t know what happened. I didn’t write it. Then it was January. January. Who wants to write a freakin’ blog about January? I tried to get inspired with some topic to write about.
Like, BLUE MONDAY. January 17, 2011. I’m serious. Some psychologist in England dubbed it the saddest day of the year 2011. This link will tell you all about it. You don’t want to read the link? No? Uh-huh. January.
January 17 was dubbed the saddest day of the year because it was a Monday (Blaahhhahhhh), and you likely had to drive on snowy roads, and probably shovel snow, and freeze your touche, and the dog doesn’t want to poo poo outside (I added that one), or else the dog jumps on your bed and pukes on your pillow (which actually happened to me on Sad Tuesday, the day after Blue Monday). Then there’s the unpaid Holiday bills and failed New Year’s resolutions.
It sucks!
Anyway, that about wraps up January. It’s been snowing here about every day. So it’s pretty. And it still looks like Christmas.
Okay, so I had to slip a couple of pictures in that I was going to use on my Christmas blog.
This is one of my personal favorites:
David and Rudy, after Christmas dinner. Sated.
And this one was taken of Rudy in January, after he’d gotten his hair cut.
He was supposed come home as our skinny, fru-fru, bunny boy, poodle dog after his visit to the groomer’s, but he had turned into a little ‘fatso’.
My pants don’t fit right either. Thank goodness for low rise jeans with spandex.
January.
I backed out of our garage this morning. Then I parked the car, climbed out, and took this picture.
Because it looked like Christmas.
I turned around and took a photo of the trees behind me, in our back yard:
The glittery lights are gone, but I’m pretty sure if you were to walk really quietly to those giant spruce trees, and peer up into the tops of them, you would spot some tiny little Tomtes with long white beards and red stocking caps resting up there, looking out over the neighborhood.
And if I let it, today might just be the happiest day of the year.
Tags: Blue Monday
January 26, 2011 at 1:22 pm |
Nice. Let today be just what you wish.
January 26, 2011 at 1:24 pm |
Oh, That last comment and this one looks like Joddy is patting herself on the back. Guess I’m logged in as you, Joddy. David
January 26, 2011 at 2:46 pm |
Thank you, honey. Well, I wish the roads weren’t so treacherous. Can we escape to Cabo?
February 24, 2011 at 2:52 am |
I loved the pics of Rudy!
March 2, 2011 at 4:46 am |
Yeah, well Rudy is now on a diet like the rest of us.