Tag: Texas

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Doncha think the south is a strange place in the winter? Like now when it’s blowing, raining and really warm?”

“Not really.”

“Well, I do. I can just see the puddles digging into the roads and snakes and frogs slithering and hopping to get to the parties.”

Whaaat?”

“Sure enough. And the wind is whipping up the palm trees and making sure the sea gulls either huddle or line up shoulder to shoulder to brace themselves from being moved.”

Ohhhh,  alright! — I’ll go.”

“Great — get bread, cereal and a bottle of wine.”

When the 2nd is the New 1st

Sunday holidays do a number on me. I was all ready to shape up, do right and think about doing good, yesterdaaay, the first day of the new year. Then I discover the Rose Bowl Parade isn’t even on until today. Talk about throwing a dog a bone. On Sunday, I spend the bulk of the day at a movie and the rest in bed.

Today there is no garbage collection, no US mail service, no in-house banking. Today we have we have lots of football on all day. It’s a sign. Today really is the start of 20/12.

I am dressed before 9:00. I use my exfoliator, electric toothbrush and Mario Badescu  moisturizer. I clean off the top of my desk, eat granola with skim milk, do laundry, eat tuna for lunch, put away the Christmas stuff, fold laundry, talk to a friend about going to Texas for the winter, find a recipe for skin-less, boneless chicken breasts, rearrange the mantel, and go to the store.

It crept up on me, this phony first day of the new year. But I have it covered. It is gonna be great.