Sunday, December 30, 2012

My New Bathroom Sign

I think I will print this out and hang above the bathroom door ... when I get a bathroom that is. We found a couple of places, two we really love but we seem to be a day late on getting them. We bid on them anyway as backups just in case they fall back on the market.

View on Black or I will hang this photo above YOUR bathroom door

What A Trip

Living at the beach or within one mile of it for over two decades had me spoiled. When I ran out of the house to drive the 55 miles to work and found my car covered with ice, I was a tad bit surprised. And late, it took me 20 minutes to get the ice of the windshield. I have to admit though, I was real close to sticking my tongue on it to see if it really sticks.

View on black or I'll drive through your neighborhood with iced up windows

Our Daily Challenge: What A Trip

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

I Shot The Sheriff

Well, not exactly shot. I used a flame thrower. The Sheriff's a rooster and when I don't get to bed till midnight the last thing I want to hear is him cahoodling at the crack of dawn. Anyway, he taste like chicken too and made some mighty good soup.

PS. I didn't shoot the Deputy

View on black. I still have gas in my flame thrower.

for Our Daily Challenge: Sleep ( it's a stretch, I know)

Thursday, December 6, 2012

I Found Freakin Frosty

Apparently he has been on the lamb from Santa and is hiding out across the street from my new temporary home. I got it on good authority (Rudolph) that Frosty had an affair with Mrs Santa and that Mr Santa is out to sleigh him.

View on black or I'll chuck ice cubes at you I've been secretly chiseling from his butt.

for Bokeh Thursday

When Lightning Strikes

Saturday, December 1, 2012

Dear Santa, The Restraining Order Has Expired

Dear Santa,

The restraining order you put against me has expired. I would like to extend my apologies and let bygones be bygones. On looking back, I realize that I shouldn't have baked cookies with laxitives for you or left the glass of milk out for a week. I have to admit, I still chuckle a little about the mess you made at Little Timmy's house next door though. And I have removed all sticky tape from the roof so the reindeer are safe and wont have their hair ripped off this year. I also have come to the conclusion that hooking the fireplace up to a flame thrower was just a bad idea all around but in my defense, it was cold.

In conclusion, I forgive you Santa for the rock wrapped in underwear that you chucked at me last Christmas Eve and I expect lots of big things from you this year. And then on the 26th of December you can have Mrs Santa Clause back.

Please don't be late, she eats a lot and it's getting expensive. Plus, she's not really that jolly at all.

View on black or may you cookies be filled with laxitives

Cliche Saturday