Meet my newest American friend (s) ...

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Today like most days, I sit here "working on" my Pinterest Boards looking for inspiration 
for this next blog that I am starting to write, right now.

The sky is of a Summer blue tone - the kind that is not to deep like you would find looking up from laying by the water - trying to get that tan on but just the right shade for a long drive down a dirt road leading to a little side street coffee stand with thee most adorable little Pumpkin cookies ever, shortbread always a favorite.

The thermometer reads 61* yet it feels like a bone chilling 40 something. I am inside with the fan on while wrapped in my Dolly Parton blanket that Shailah presented me with as a gift one holiday last year. I love this blanket. It reminds me of my childhood days and the good that is still left in this World.

I have thought about applying to Starbucks but then stopped in my tracks wondering if that really was the right thing for me. I declined.

I am waiting for Amazon to show up - or maybe UPS. I really don't know who delivers "the treats" that are ordered to front doors, these days. I await the arrival of 3 more cases of BANG. Flavors I haven't had the pleasure of enjoying for such a long time now. I feel as though it will seem like Christmas Morning tearing into the box once they make their appearance. 
     Glancing out my window in hopes to find boxes sitting on the oversized "W" doormat, I can't help but notice the double decker bright orange blow up Pumpkin (s) that sits in my view along next to it a huge Scarecrow that happily waves, inviting people to visit that I honestly don't want around. 

Ah, Autumn - here you come.

I lean back - opening my newest flavor of Protein drinks. This one is a Café' Latte - ode to a left behind sugary life. I grab two Probiotic capsules and a Fish Oil soft gel, pop them in my mouth, with a swig of my "fake" coffee followed by a hard swallow - they are ready to work their magic inside of me.

The house is eerie sound of quiet right now even though Lucee' is home from school "sick" today. She keeps complaining about a headache. Who knows? Might be true. 

Shailah has the demon child, Oakley down for a nap at last. 

I enjoy this time with nothing in the background of my thoughts but the music my fingers play out on this old keyboard, my cats snoring beside me.

Reflecting for a moment before the sound of Glass Breaking - A Steve Austin entrance happening after sleep time is over ... I did not lose any weigh in pounds nor ounces yesterday but I did in fact add a handful of tiny bees to my Queen jar that holds the not so secret secrets of how much I have lost on my weight begone journey so far. Something I will only grow more proud of as the days pass by.

     Yesterday, we rehomed our beloved Posey aka Pink - yellow bellied Turtle. Shailah felt the 75 gallon tank that she has spent just about all her life in was getting to small for her - so rather then setting her free in a pond, lake or other body of water where more then likely she would have gained her wings, a new family was found.

Phew! Now with just 1 Beta and 3 Cats - life was going to seem a little more normal. Ha! Ha! Ha! You really didn't think I was serious, did you? Shailah has made not one, not two, not three but four trips already to the pet store (s) in our area.

                        Now, I would like you interduce you to our news family members:
                                         (The beginning of the Cast of Friends)

                                               Ross is a Rainbow Shark.

                                                  Marcel is a Snail.

                                               Rachel is an Angel Fish.

                           The Picasimus is Joey for reasons that anyone can figure out.

    You can be sure that 100% percent Monica, Phoebe & Chandler will be swimming along side their buddies soon. I am not to happy we have taken on more live things around here but I am kind of wondering what the hell sorta of fish that Janice, Mr. Heckles and of course Smelly Cat will be. If we throw in - lightly place Richard, Mike, Jack & Judy - well it will seem like a clip from Fending Nemo. 

*Retract that! *Abort! No more ideas for Shailah.

I feel as though my mission to live free of taking care of things that go splash in the water shall never come to an end but I guess that is alright, I don't really remember a time that I didn't have a whole school doing the back stroke around me. Just please don't let Shailah know - I really do NOT want to be chasing Ghost Shrimp and Baby Frogs all over the house. Again.

     

     Have a Great Day & Just Keep Swimming Everyone!


                                                                               Kazz 💋


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