It's The March Hare

Or maybe it's just rabbit rabbit time again.

I found these motorized rabbit slippers here.


I think they don't go as fast as February did.

These are more my speed.


Rabbit rabbit y'all.

It's Leap Year Day

It's February 29th! Leapin' lizards!

Leapin' cats too.


Happy day!

Inappropriate Card Day

Diesel reminded me that it's Inappropriate Card Day. Unless it's your birthday, this is an inappropriate card. Of course, it's rude in any case. In my family, if someone ask where something "was at," we always replied, "behind the 'a' and in front of the 't'.



This above is inappropriate on any day. So I guess it can't be an inappropriate card.

Below is one that I could send you, unless you're on a diet.


Whatever. HAPPY INAPPROPRIATE CARD DAY.

At long last, a nice little snow

I took the picture above this morning. It's the front sideyard of our yard. We had a nice little snow. No big deal, but all the South Central PA schools are closed today. I guess because we're expecting a worse storm during the day. I call chicken on that for our own little district. I think it's Friday and the teachers wanted off.

Our Borough is approximately a mile and a half square in size, and we don't bus any kids to school. They could have easily gotten in a half day. The beauty of that would have been that it counts for a whole day. And that would mean a longer Spring break. I know that my grandtwins didn't want a cancellation. Coupla geeks. They're in the Model UN at Penn State University which was to continue on through today and tomorrow. They hate not to be doing that. Nice girls they are.


This is part of what I see looking out my back living room windows.


This is another backyard scene viewed from the living room. I'm not ready to go outside just yet. Still in my jammies at a quarter passed noon. I love my life.

Eye candy

Libby commented that I live close to Hershey PA and Chocolate World. I sure do! The day after Valentine's Day (or VD as some call it, or maybe it's a day to catch it, I forget), my friend Leah and I went out to Hershey and took the tour again. There's a display there now featuring dresses made from various Hershey products. Some use wrappers and some use the candy itself! Whoa! There's a Twizzler dress! I wish I had thought to take pictures. But you can view them yourself, if you want, by going to the Hershey's Project Runway: Eye Candy site. I've linked it above.

They are actually going to auction these dresses for a charity. Twizzlers aren't my very favorite, but let's face it: if I bought it, I'd eat it. Cheaper to buy a pack of Twizzlers.

There are all kinds of shops there, called shoppes, where you can buy soooooooo much candy.

These shoppes above mostly feature gifts. If you ever buy me a gift at a candy shoppe, make it chocolate. Forget the teeshirts.



I've made myself hungry now. Surprise, surprise, surprise.

Happy Valentine's Day Y'all

Forget kissin', gimme chocolate!

Snow day!

It's snowing! I do love a snow day. I'm retired so it doesn't mean that much, but I can't help but love snow.

'Course it will turn into ice and sleet later today, and I'm sorry for all who are forced to drive in that kind of mess.

But keep in mind: It's not my fault. I get to love it. I don't make the stuff myself.

Fat Tuesday

February 5 is Strove Tuesday, or in south central Pennsylvania, it's Fausnaught Day! Yum yum.

Bet ya can't eat just one.

Pennsylvania has more "days" than anyplace else I've ever heard of. We're always looking for some excuse to eat.

Anyway, everyone, and I do mean everyone, eats at least one fausnaught on Fausnaught Day.

Happy day before Lent y'all.

Sad day

Some of us are having a bad-hair day 'cause the Patriots lost the Super Bowl.

But it could be worse. Much worse.




Having your team lose a big football game is bad enough, but to go through life looking like a prick with buck teeth can't be easy.

(This little animal really exists. It's called a Naked Mole-Rat, from Africa.)

Punxsutawney Phil Says Six More Weeks of Winter!

'Course, if you live in South Central PA, you wonder if winter ever started at all.

Phil's official forecast as read 2/2/08 at sunrise at Gobbler's Knob:

Here Ye! Here Ye! Here Ye!

On Gobbler's Knob on this fabulous Groundhog Day, February 2nd, 2008 Punxsutawney Phil, the Seer of Seers, Prognosticator of all Prognosticators, Rose to the call of President Bill Cooper and greeted his handlers, Ben Hughes and John Griffiths.

After casting a weathered eye toward thousands of his faithful followers, Phil consulted with President Cooper and directed him to the appropriate scroll, which proclaimed:
"As I look around me, a bright sky I see, and a shadow beside me. Six more weeks of winter it will be!"

Here's Actonbell on last year's Groundhog Day:

And me:

And 3D and Actonbell in their silly hats:


You will note that last year there was a wonderful amount of snow. This year it's just been ice and rain. Yuk.

I believe the Prognostication because I know how much thought and care that rodent puts into his forecast.

Maybe next year AP3 will be able to go with me. She's never seen the hog and all the fun. And believe me, it is fun! Two years ago when my husband Niks and I went up and stayed a couple of days, on the way up to the knob on the school bus, in the middle of the night, in the middle of the winter, in the middle of the woods, I asked him, "How do you rate this as among the craziest things we've ever done?"

He said, "About five I think." Huh? There were four crazier things we've done? That Niks. Four crazier things? Ya think maybe that's the four kids we had?

It's February at last

Boy, January just lasted forever! YaknowwhatImean? YaknowwhatI'msayin'?



Rabbit Rabbit folks! You know ya hafta say "Rabbit Rabbit" on the first of each month or suffer the consequences! Why take a chance?

I think if the rabbit sees his/her shadow tomorrow it means six more weeks of something-or-other. Not sure what.

I'm NOT going to see the real groundhog tomorrow. For the last two years I've gone to Punxsutawney PA to stay for a couple of days and to enjoy all that goes on with Groundhog Day. It was a blast. This year I didn't have anyone I could force invite to go with me. Sigh. Oh well. Maybe next year.

Rabbit Rabbit damn it damn it.