Eeeep!

Our local paper tonight says: 6 INCHES OF SNOW!!!  Eeeeep!  I’m kind of wondering whether I should have gone out grocery shopping today.  There’s nothing like a weather panic to focus the mind (what with all this global warming ‘n all).

Still, if we are snowed in we will get creative with the cuisine.  And there’s some joy in that…. heh…

2012, Feb 3: Extreme cold weather hits Europe. A woman looks out a bus in Bucharest on February 2, 2012. (Vadim Ghirda/Associated Press)

 

It’s the age I’m at

I was just trying to find a photo of the most exquisitely tailored jacket by, I think, Halston which I had failed to bookmark / ‘Pin’ the other day.  My ‘images’ search brought the usual smattering of salacious images in amongst the haute couture results.  It should be water off a duck’s back to me but I’m actually tired of being confronted with mega-t?*ties, bulging backsides and more whenever I do the most innocuous of word searches.  Anyone else growing weary of our complete fixation with pron?

I was trying to describe the situation to my husband (a car nut) and said:

‘Well imagine if you keyed in Ferrari….’

And then I remembered that, for sure, would pull up a few saucy images.

‘OK well, try “strawberry shortcake” then’ I said ….but as the words tripped off my tongue I realised that too would no doubt pull up yet more interesting results.

It’s the age I’m at – I just want ‘cucumber sandwich’ to mean two pieces of bread with boring sliced veg in the middle.

 

Eeeeejuts

Just had an exchange of emails about a holiday we’re planning (booked non-refundable flights) and feel uber-miffed by ‘apparent’ eeejuts who didn’t/don’t understand the meaning of the word – ‘inclusive’.  Really????  Arggggghhhhhhh……

Hoping I can find alternative accommodation so I can tell them to sling their merry ferkin hook.

Listening to, amongst others, this.

Written by George Michael and Andrew Ridgely and according to Wikipedia slightly tongue in cheek.  I don’t care.  It makes me feel happy every time I hear it.  We’ve all gotta have dreams…’specially dreams of summer getaways.

(And I was worried George was going to ‘check out’ this Christmas, so I’m delighted he’s still fighting the good fight)

Summer’s coming peeps …