Deadend Donna

I am going for ride today. It's cold but sunny and bright. Perfect day to take photographs.

Before we had the gps ,only a year ago, I was the navigator. I know I did a better job. At least , it was an adventure I got the nickname dead end donna because I believed the maps. Maps that do not share the information about altitude or grade or even the condition of the road (paved?)

I generally head north to the higher elevations.

Used to go to Prattsville before the hurricane and flooding eliminated it. It still is picturesque but the houses are tilted and last year they had a mud fest.

Going to see the snow. It's still winter.

Morning on the mountain

It's 33 degrees out side, 63 in the living room. I am fed up with wood, loading wood, stacking wood and burning wood. The cold weather and wood stove have conspired to exhaust me.

Jake wants to go see a 3D movie today,The Croods? We have a grandson, so it's good to keep up with these things. We have never seen a 3 D so it's bound to be an experience, one that I hope doesn't give me a headache.

Our neighbors might join us after they slaughter their hog....WHAT? Yes, I live in the country where folks might or do do this. The last one produced great fat..the french fries were legendary.

Then I'm going to buy a new set of sheets . The only ones that fit my bed are flannel. I might buy a fish,too.

My tea is getting cold.

I'm disappointed with my "friends" on facebook. Most are hooked on shares and memes.  Is it real to hide behind someone elses thoughts, jokes and ideas?  I have a pretty well defined tribe. We are many ages but we treasure community, love, environment, and healthy acceptance of all eccentricities, so there is alot of the same shares and links. New age? Organic? Pro-this and that. The real ones are when they show up in those pics, organizing these events . So few. Tell me how your family is, how's your mom? What's the weather like, where did you go last week, month, year? Share your dreams.

Enough, done.
This old lady is also going to get some slippers today. The floors are bloody cold

Weekend

Thank Goodness, it's Friday! Relief = a doobie and rum and coke.

 

The only shit thing about this is that we're listening to "Classic Rock" and I like it.

 

Well, I'm old.

 

This weekend was supposed to be clean up the yard, only the GD yard is under 5 inches of frozen, hard snow.

 

Last weekend was St Pat's weekend and was hundreds of dollars worth of cornedbeef, irish spring rolls and pints of celtic ale. Beads and an aging leprechaun as well.

 

Next weekend is Easter egg hunt. Maybe I should roll them around on the top layer of ice.

Come on, Babe...

 

 

light my fire.

Feeling flakey