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Okay, I'm getting mixed messages here. Bits of snow falling, I make them stop, (when I glace away) they begin falling again, ... Hah! I just made them stop!!!

Hold on ... the teeny weeny flakes are itsy bitsy, now. What's more, they're landing exactly where I don't want them, on streets, driveways and walkways (anything that needs shoveling) ... on the grass is fine. Check this out ...

Replacement snow flakes are arriving. These are the kind I like to watch (not as big and as fluffy, but these will do).

Holy Crap! I'm not talking about the weather anymore (especially, here in Chicago) slow, big, faster, smaller ... IT'S FREAKEN SHOW! Oh wait, I just remembered, I have a new snow plowing guy. Sure do wish that my fireplace was assembled. Maybe I'll order 1 of those Amish built Heat Surges ... or maybe 2 (the come already assembled!).

Any further thoughts will just have to wait, until I feed my growling tummy and drink lots of coffee.

What I should have done was stopped by for a visit with the Obamas, before they leave for Washington. Yayyyy! This is shaping up to be a not so crappy January after all. How are you and Sue?

I just had an evil thought ... and here's another one ... I don't put ALL the decorations away. I can leave a cluster of bells on a bow, in my desk drawer (next to my zils). It's just a thought.

Time to feed my tummy (it's growling at me!).

The crappy weather continues. At least, the dense fog and rain waited, until AFTER Christmas, this year. Usually our white Christmas is nothing more than a wish (Hah! I just heard thunder, again).

One December, a while back, I went to Florida (it was my first flight, ever). Within hours after leaving, a very snow-covered Chicago, I was walking on sand. It was like a dream come true, until I saw it ... Holy Crap! ... a huge, dead, red bug, on the sidewalk. Don't think that I saw another dead one or a live one, for that matter, the rest of my stay. Listening to Christmas songs, poolside, while dressed in nothing more than a bikini, was a bit weird. So was the sight of Floridians decorating their trees, while wearing shorts. A Vail Christmas, would be nice ... but then I'd hightail it to, Miami. (If I find any photos, of my vacations to Ft. Lauderdale and Vail, I'll send them to ya, on Myspace). Has, Sue, recovered from the 4 hour long motorcycle ride, or has she been sampling the vodka?

As for my Christmas, it went great ... until my lower back gave out. I guess, I should have kept it to only one day of celebrating, two days, may have been one too many. Oh well, today, should be better, I'll be a guest, instead of the hostess (no cooking!).