**********Please Subscribe To My Blog…..It Really Helps********** I’ve found that life is more like a bag of lemons than a box of chocolates….. …..besides if it were a box of chocolates…I’d be poking holes in the bottom to see what’s inside….. …..(I got in trouble as a child for doing that)….. …..(it seemed like a valid/prudent choice to me)….. But that bag of lemons….. …..it seems far more applicable in life than boxed chocolates….. I’m a big proponent of counting…
The evening before last, Paolo returned from England… It’s always hard to wrap your head around just how big this globe is… He got on a plane at about noon (British time)…….he got off a plane 7:00-ish Eastern Standard Time here… …..but in between, you add a bunch of hours…..fly away from the revolution of this planet (and the sun)…… …..scoop an ocean behind you……. …..and Voila! …..you are deposited in Tampa on a muggy evening……. …..in the middle of…
Twenty more pounds to go. My cholesterol is holding. Thirty pounds gone……………………and Valentines Day is steam-rolling at me. I love chocolate. I love food. Carbohydrates are wonderful creatures. Fanny Russell …………………….I should have named my first born Fanny. My second child should have been Stover Whitmans. (Can’t wait for Child #1 to read my blog……………..HA! I shall call you Fanny…………….)-(That won’t fly.)-(Anyone remember Fanny Farmer candy?) I did have a cat once named Cadbury…………………..he was…