The cat on my lap is back
Too much tryptophan, too cold outside, too warm inside; the cat's been trying to herd us into places where he can drape himself on us to keep himself comfortable.
Stopped by the chocolate cafe this afternoon. I think their form of hot chocolate may be my ticket to surviving this winter. No wonder the ancient Aztec higher ups used to drink so much of it, it's quite rejuvinating.
Stopped by the chocolate cafe this afternoon. I think their form of hot chocolate may be my ticket to surviving this winter. No wonder the ancient Aztec higher ups used to drink so much of it, it's quite rejuvinating.
posted by isabelita at 11:18 AM
2 Comments:
When I lived in Tennessee as a little kid, I remember days just like you said...too cold outside and too hot inside. You brought back some memories that were buried deep in the back of my mind.
I hope your holiday was happy and you didn't stuff yourself too much :)
Pop, just tasting everything pretty much fills me up. Thanks for the good wishes, T-giving was peaceful, which is good.
Yup, kathyr, the little blighter is set in his ways, and expects the same out of us!
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