The view from my window.Post? I haven't had any post since last Thursday. I only have four Christmas cards. I had to dig my way out on Monday. Actually that's a lie; I didn't do any digging. That would be silly. A very nice man dug me out on Monday. If I'd been a little more foreward thinking I would have taken a pic of the snow falling into my hallway as I opened the front door. It's not like I couldn't see the snow as the front door is made of glass.
And I still don't know what I'm doing for Christmas as all plans have been snowballed. I'm feeling a little out of salts... and grit... and cat litter... and chocolate [sob]. And I missed my big Christmas hair appointment. To be honest I don't feel very Christmassy; aside from the snow the only sign that it is Christmas are the forebodding trailers of death and destruction for Eastenders. On the upside I have a bag of Chips in the freezer. Sigh.
Personally, I think we should all be doing a lot less of this:
And I should pucker up, dust off my sax, shake off the blues and try to get...