Drum roll, please……. Tah-daaaaaaaaah!! Day thirty. The last day of the month from hell.
Well, it hasn’t been the month from hell, but this daily blogging challenge certainly had its up days and down days. And to think I’m going to follow suit for December (but not daily).
Oh well. What doesn’t kill me makes me stronger. Unless I fall in a vat of molten lava. In that case, I’m gone for sure.
So, what do I have that’s interesting to say today? Nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilch.
Oh, except that I’m typing this with wet nails, which is proving to be quite a difficult task. Mom made potato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches tonight (one of my favorite cold weather food combos). I partook. Only one helping, though. Still being semi-good on my healthy eating trip. Then I soaked in a long, hot bath. I only ran hot water, so it took me about ten minutes to lower myself into it. I still resemble a very large, boiled lobster. And then I gave myself a mani/pedi (coming back to my point).
If I ever have the luxury of obtaining a disposable income, I think I will hire five professionals to live in my household to serve me. They are:
1. A masseuse
2. An esthetician
3. A stylist
4. A chef
5. A housekeeper
So, my friends, I hope your November has been a good month. Brace yourselves, because the holiday chaos is about to go into hyper drive. The commercials started a while back, and now the seasonal programs begin. “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer” was on television tonight. "Frosty the Snowman" is soon to follow. I’m ready for “It’s a Wonderful Life” and “National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation” – two films I watch, without fail, every single season.
Speaking of television, I’m about to go catch up on my DVR shows that I missed last week while I was housesitting.
Champagne wishes, and catfish dreams to you all.