Ish ~ It's about fifteen degrees, and I was outside raking up a lot of frozen leaves and sticks, stuck to things. ("Maybe that's why they call them sticks.")
People are driving by, lots of them; and a Senate Majority of them are beeping and waving; friends and people I know; and women who can't resist a finely chiseled body in three and a half inches of down and a rainsuit. (I can see them leering; the corner of my right lens is clear.)
The chilly, cold, Christmas air; my runny nose; my frozen, blunt, injure-able fingers; ~ remind me of one of my traditional Christmas favorites I always remember, this time of year.
Jack Daniels.
When they say "sip to enjoy", they mean outside, on a COLD day, with a crystal clear head; like today.
Oh god it's savory.
Warmth. Bouquet.
Ooooh. I'm gonna go get some. |
