”For the first month of Ricardo and Felicity’s affair, they greeted one another at every stolen rendezvous with a kiss–a lengthy, ravenous kiss, Ricardo lapping and sucking at Felicity’s mouth as if she were a giant cage-mounted water bottle and he were the world’s thirstiest gerbil.”
Molly Ringle
Seattle, WA

Here’s another happy drink special I made back in the day.

Large wine glass
Fill half full with Arbor Mist Blackberry Merlot
Add in a shot of pomegranate or peach schnapps (or both!)
Fill with half orange juice and half sprite

Garnish with fruit of your choice.

Sweet and delectable.

=)

carrie

Enjoy! I did!

Inside every older person is a younger person — wondering what the hell happened.
~ Cora Harvey Armstrong ~

Inside me lives a skinny woman crying to get out. But I can usually shut her up with cookies.
~ Unknown~

The hardest years in life are those between ten and seventy.
~ Helen Hayes (at 73)~

I refuse to think of them as chin hair. I think of them as stray eyebrows.
~ Janette Barber~

Old age ain’t no place for sissies.
~Bette Davis~

Thirty-five is when you finally get your head together and your body starts falling apart.
~ Caryn Leschen ~

If you can’t be a good example ~ then you’ll just have to be a horrible warning.
~Catherine~

I’m not going to vacuum until Sears makes one you can ride on.
~Roseanne Barr~

Behind every successful man is a surprised woman
~Maryon Pearson~

Nobody can make you feel inferior without your permission.
~Eleanor Roosevelt~

When life hands you lemons, ask for tequila and salt and call me over!!!

I’ll tell you what *I* wear. Anything elastic waisted and cuddly. At this particular moment I have on sweat socks, blue fleece pants with little Frosty the Snow Man’s on them, a 3XL men’s gray fleece sweatshirt and well…comfy undies. So I’m not going to be America’s Next Top Model, but hey, I’m comfy.

So what, you say, what does that have to do with a hill of beans?

Not much to do with beans, but a lot to do with distraction. If I was wearing a pearl necklace with my ensemble, I might be spending more time running my fingers up and down the pearls than up and down my QWERTY…..I might have to re-adjust my thong a few times, and squirm in my seat (ok, toomuchinformation!) rather than just plop down and start to write.

For me, I need writing with no distractions. No music, no cats dancing in front of my monitor, no television blaring in the background. I write especially well between 2-3am. Now no two writers are the same by any means! But go ahead and try it some time….put on those comfies, turn off the blare, sit yourself down and let your brain kick in.

Tomorrow’s ensemble will be the extra fleecy navy Christmas tree pants, the hooded pink sweatshirt with IOWA splattered across the front and again…the comfy undies.

What’s your favorite outfit?

carrie

Isn’t it cool? Don’t you just have to have one too? Well go here…Wordle and start creating your own.

And kiss goodbye to any free time you might have once had.

carrie