That Funny Guy~
For my birthday, a while back, my cute little daughter gave me a ticket to Brian Regan–one of the funniest comedians on the planet. Have you ever seen this guy? Apparently, he’s all over on cable and doing specials all the time. The best part about him–and I’m being serious now– is that he’s clean–I know, right? You are free to just sit back and laugh without anything to worry about. Ahhhh….
I found this clip on YouTube, you know, in case you’d like a snippet. He was just fabulous and I laughed so hard, my face ached…
true story.
If You Smell Peppermint…
it’s coming from my place.
As I mentioned the other day, in the last few months, I seem to be having some sort of…thing…with peppermint. It happened slowly enough, almost without my noticing. But then, as I looked more closely, I realized that the crisp-and-clean-and-no-caffeine scent of Peppermint is positively everywhere I turn. It can’t be an accident. Lemme show you.
~I’m drinking it for breakfast and sometimes before bed–luscious soothing peppermint tea with an itty bitty–ok sometimes huge–spoonful of honey. Ummmm….
~Starlight mints and peppermint balls are in the candy jar on the shelf–where I can get at ’em quick and easy on my way out the door. That’s very important.
~Apparently, I need candy cane flavor on my lips too…you know…just in case. Baahahaa!
~I’m quite fond of washing my grubby little mitts with Winter Peppermint hand soap. Oooh…chilly.
~Then, before bed, my tootsies get the full treatment–Peppermint lotion with essential oils–which makes it that much more cool. La-te-da.
All I know is that it makes my toes all tingly and smells divine. Yes, that’s what I said.
~Cleaned out my purse yesterday and to my utter horror, there was a huge, mysterious pile of peppermint taffy just kicking around. Now, how did THAT get in there?
Shameful.
Sheesh.
~Lastly, I should mention the annual hording of the “after Christmas” discounted candy canes. Because as everyone knows, you just can’t have too many candy canes…especially when they’re ten cents a box.
At least, I don’t think you can.
I have 4 cases in the storage room, so I should know.
They’re sitting next to the Costco size box of Peppermint Patties.
Whaat?
I’m holding them for a friend…I swear.
Counseling might just be in order.
Find the Cat
An old high school friend sent me this and it’s too fun not to share.
There is a perfectly camouflaged tabby cat in this picture–can you find it?
If it’s too hard–click on the picture to make it bigger. Maybe that will help.
I’d love to know how many people actually find the little guy–please let me know!