Devoid Of ... Bereft Of ... In Need Of ... Color

The weather the past couple of days has been ...

... Blessedly beautiful ...

... Splendedly sunny ...

... Wonderfully warm.

That wasn't the case earlier this week.

It looked as though all the color has been drained out of my life.  Overnight the beautiful fall colors turned drab and dull.  It was dreary and grey here, well, it seemed like forever, and my disposition knows it.  I was lacking all kinds of motivation to do anything, but was able to find all kinds of motivation to do nothing.

Christmas Hopes

My very first step in getting ready for Christmas is to change the ringtone on my phone to 'I Want A Hippopotamus For Christmas'.  It is not officially the Christmas season at our house until that happens.  Since it is just not right to start with anything Christmasy before Thanksgiving is over, changing my ringtone was one of the first things that I did yesterday morning.

I went through slightly over forty six years on earth before 'I Want A Hippopotamus For Christmas' entered my life.  I don't know how I missed it, since the song has been around since 1953.  It it one of the happiest songs I have ever heard in my life.  It brings a smile to my face every time I hear it.

This Is Our Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving Day started out on shaky ground for me ...

... First thing in the morning, I spilled a full cup of coffee on my iPad and MacBook.  And all over the floor.  It is amazing how far a few ounces of liquid can travel.

... I put in two cups, instead of the called-for one cup of buttermilk in the blueberry scones that I was making for our breakfast.  I spent a fair amount of time staring into the mixing bowl trying to decide if I should double the dry ingredients or syphon the extra buttermilk out of the bowl with my turkey baster.  I chose syphoning.

...  I then spilled used coffee grounds all over the kitchen floor.  I dislike immensely cleaning up wet coffee grounds.

I was not about to let little setbacks get in my way of a thankful Thanksgiving.  No sirree, Bob.

Just who is Bob anyway?

On most special occasions, I make a special scone for breakfast.  As I said, this year it was blueberry scones with lemon icing.  And mimosas, we always have mimosas on Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Years.

Link and Zelda Sittin' In A Tree

I picked up my shiny new, and very golden Legend of Zelda: Skyward Sword game at GameStop on Sunday.  Even though the Seahawks were playing on national TV, I fully intended to commandeer the television downstairs and spend the better part of the day exploring the world of Link and saving Zelda. 

Have you ever heard the saying, 'We plan and God laughs'?

An Attitude of Gratitude

I am sitting in the living room on my end of the couch like I do every morning.  Randy is at his end, sipping Mountain Dew and reading whatever he reads every morning on the computer.

This morning he has made it to the news headlines and is up in arms about turkeys.  Mainly new government standards that allow turkeys injected with stuff to be called 'natural' because the stuff that they are injecting the turkeys with is 'natural'.