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| Princess Annie Trying To Clear A Path In Snowbound Wink |
Throughout the day, the Queen of Wink has been documenting the ongoing snowstorm that has blanketed her realm in a thick coat of frozen white stuff.
Things have gotten so snowbound that the Queen of Wink had no one else beside Princess Annie to assign snow shoveling duty to.
North Central Texas is seeing nothing like the Wink Blizzard blowing in on us, so far, this Christmas Eve.
A cold rain dripped here in the noon time frame, which discouraged me from going on my daily, doctor prescribed, walk. I was in no mood to walk under a bumbershoot in an icy rain.
So, instead I went to the Beach Street Super Wal-Mart to play Dodge Humans With A Grocery Cart.
The Beach Street Super Wal-Mart does not attract as many super-sized humans to dodge as my neighborhood Eastchase Super Wal-Mart, where I regularly experience aisles blocked by plus-sized humans riding the electric carts that Wal-Mart provides for those unable to walk. Or unwilling.
Well. It is time for my annual Christmas Eve party to begin. I'll talk to you in the morning, late, because I'll likely be sleeping in past the arrival of the Christmas morning sun.
Durango--
ReplyDeleteFor the past few years, I've had a new tradition. One that I actually enjoy. I'll explain.
Each Xmas Eve I watch the 1946 film "It's a Wonderful Life." What a great flick. I always enjoy hearing George Bailey's line: "If it hadn't been for me, everyone would be a little better off..." (this is of course before his guardian angel interrupts him and reminds Mr. Bailey of his importance in this world ((something he overlooks))).
Durango...you have had a huge impact in my life and I think Christmas time is a good time to sit and reflect on that. So thanks. As I don't need a guardian angel to remind me of this, just this movie once a year! And the fun memories.
Merry Christmas. Hope Santa was kind to you this year!
Is the print smaller or have my eyes gone bad? The good thing about snow in West Texas is that it melts rather quickly. By mid-afternoon the next day, nothing but patches of the white stuff left. And Annie was sure happy...it's bad enough she has to scoop poop.
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