What do these three images have in common? They are driving me out of my comfort zone too early in the morning. Oh, before I forget, my lovely dentist did some x-ray (got zapped for the 4th time in a week) and found out nothing is wrong with my so much altered dental system. You should have seen the x-rays. I looked like a creature from outer space. Thanks to the suggestions of a good friend, I did not have any problem driving in ice mixed with rain conditions. Roads were pretty decent. And some pills are helping to ease the pain. Something looks swollen there. I am dragging the pain with me to continue with my life.
Let’s go back to the three images above. Oatmeal, I am deep breathing as I think about eating this good for me stuff again this morning. Then I remember that my mother suggested I add vanilla extract to it and then she said, it makes it taste a little like vanilla ice cream. ? I have to admit, it makes it taste better. So I’ll postpone the oatmeal issue until after the beginning of the year. One down, two to go.
Christmas greeting cards…why am I having such a difficult time doing that? I guess I miss Ron’s assistance and I don’t have him to share the complaining as to why we have to do that. Sorry, but it is the truth. If I do five a day, I should be finished in a few days, but even that train of thought is not working right now. Maybe I’ll send them after the first of the year. Two down, one to go.
Ads…so many and so little money to spend. Do you think the people who love you will be understanding if you just say “Merry Christmas” and “I love you very much.” I am laughing right now because that thought will get a you know what reaction. As they say “show me the money.” Do you think I can postpone this until the first of the year? Last one down.
I am back to square number one.
As my good faithful oatmeal is waiting for me, I leave the rest to your good Imagination Department.
Roads look good from inside the house, so I should do my before I leave the house chores, get ready and stretch a bit my comfort zone. My mind goes blank just thinking about walking into a store. Am I alone with these feelings?
Your Happy Contessa