Jim's stuck at a truckstop outside of Grand Rapids, waiting out the storm. I'm entertaining myself by making up this ridiculous photo of him, altering his good looks to an early 60's scary guy...Jim, I'm thinking of you! Classy Chassy should go over there with a nice batch of warm cookies, as she lives near that area...hint, hint!
It's so blustery outside...I lost some of my Christmas decor off the front porch last night. It's probably miles away! The rooftops and ground are nearly white, making it more seasonal. The birdfeeders are swinging and shaking. One little wet sparrow has his back to the wind and is hanging on, finding some protection. There is chicken and veggies in the oven, and carols on the radio. Earlier, I mailed a big box of Christmas off to North Carolina. Lil' Emmy has some Santa surprises coming~
This weather makes you want to burrow in, hunker down, bake something, and light candles. Poor Jim, has a bad chest cold and is waiting it out in the back of a semi tractor cab...not nearly as comfortable and cozy as the corgi kids and I are.
Maybe some chocolate will help shake some of this guilt off...what do you think?