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17 January Spikey Fingers Hi all. I have been very busy at work and lots of never-ending "changes" there to deal with; hence no blogging. Thank you, each and everyone, that have taken time to private message me or shoot an email this way to check on me. It is very much appreciated. (You know who you are.) Yes, the Winter gets to me. NO..I am not on a spiraling "pitfall". LOL. I just look forward to the warmer climates. The last entry was NOT meant as a "help, I am feeling depressed" entry. It was simply my writing as to what I was feeling. I write the entries with my thoughts and keyboard. Whatever shows up is ME. They are not notes I keep. So, saying that..I bid you all a good morning/night. Again..THANK YOU.
This is Hoar Frost. Hoar frost occurs when water vapor touches a very cold surface and freezes on it instantly.This can happen to leaves and branches of plants, and will cover them with ice crystals that look like spikey fingers. This typically happens when the ground is much colder than the air. Pretty cool!
 Until next time..Keep smiling and stay warm.
 ~*~Paula~*~
04 January The Week Ahead...Go For It Well, it's that time again..yes indeed...the week is amongst us once again. Where does the time go? I must say that within the last few weeks I have experienced "cabin fever" or "SADD" from lack of sunshine and warmth, even though we had a few days of high temp's. I just get so tired of the dreary , gray days in winter. I am certain that most who live in this type of climate must experience this feeling as well, at one time or another.
 My mind tries to focus on Palm Trees, Sand, Ocean Breezes, and the Sounds of the incoming Surf, Seagulls...not to mention the glorious Sunshine!!! I was born and raised on the oceanfront and apparently never appreciated what I do not have now. Pftttttttt....growing up is no fun....LOL... All reality hits and slaps you in the face. One day it just "stings" you HARD. I suppose that is part of the reason for our memory banks. Ahhhhhhhhhh..the memories of childhood. (Winks). The "good ole days"..we all have them.
 Hope your week ahead is good to you all.
Until next time...Keep Smiling.
-crop20SMALLER.jpg) 01 January A Cat's Diary ( Miss Mattie..passed August 3, 2007 )
Day 983 of my captivity.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means and how to use it to my advantage. Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now................
Until next time..Keep Smiling. Happy 2009! ~Paula~
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