Bad haiku of the day
Just when it was safe....
Will it ever come?
Who knows what the mailman brings;
Love letters from you.
I'd go to www.redcross.org and give immediately. I have.
Since I am working, sitting in a recliner, safe and dry in my living room, watching disaster on TV. The good thing, many, many reports of corporate donations pouring to the disaster, millions of dollars.
Dense fog advisory: our frigid temps are long gone and now everything is melting.
The comfort of tea: Tazo smooth and warm this morning.
The joy of new stuff: P.Js...teapot...perfume...turbie twist...GWTW box gracing a bookshelf...the promise of margaritas from a smoothie maker...checking blood pressure (oh we have strange habits here!)...scented candles warming...
The call of work: come, get me done! Get off that stupid computer!