Blue Butterfly

Thursday, December 15, 2016

Let is snow, Let it snow, somewhere else (perhaps in Florida... .)

Hello to all you fabulous Bloganistas and those of you in training,  this will be my second time today for getting this Blog posted -- I screwed up the first one, there was an enormous picture of me and my cousin Harry's right eye, smack dab in the middle of everything - I press buttons when I'm not supposed to,  so, let's see how I fair this time... .                      
For those of us who live north of the Mason-Dixon Line we are all too familiar with the snow, looks beautiful when you are nice and snug in the house looking out at it, but when you have to get out there and shovel the driveway, it is a pain not only in the back but, well, you know.
Yesterday morning around 6:30a.m. I let my wee dog Susie out and couldn't help but laugh -- she was nowhere to be seen, she's white and so was the snow.  Today I have her red Christmas neckerchief (aka bandana - surprised spell check knew this word and didn't red line it.)  
I took Susie to the Doggy Beauty Parlour last week, she gets her hair done (trim) every 8 weeks, and she came out looking really lovely - I tell Shelley to make sure she comes out still looking scruffy - here's a picture of her sitting in the front seat of my car.  The bow didn't last long, it was off by the time we got home 4 miles away. 
Susie all ready for Santa
This isn't going to be a long blog, got the feeling I've been there done that just a short time ago, however, I do want to wish you all a Very Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukkah and of course, come the 31st of the month, we Scots will be celebrating Hogmanay (New Year's Eve) don't ask me where the word came from, wait, maybe Google can tell me, hold on.  All it said, amongst other things was that it probably came from the Scandinavians (anyone watch the show "Vikings")  those guys --  anyhow, that's how we Scots sing out the Old Year and Ring in the New Year with a glass of whisky, and a dark haired man must cross your  thresh hold, so Bob has to wear a black Babushka (his hair's silver, notice I didn't say grey).  It's a nice tradition and we celebrate it every year.
Anyhow dear family and friends, as I said, time to close out for the auld (old) year and I'll be talking with you all again next year. 
and, for good measure, I saw Rudolph out in the front garden the other night by the bird feeder and managed to snap a picture of him.  Hope you like it.  So, let me wish you, one and all -- "here's tae us, wha's like us, damned few and they're aw dee'd." the translation is "here's to us, who's like us, damned few and they are all dead... ."


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