Staying Warm and Fuzzy

I am enjoying the following this winter season:

 

The way the sun makes the snow look like glitter. And more so, that I can enjoy the view from my warm living room.

 

Warm fuzzy mittens that glisten like the snow.

 

Warm and fuzzy socks.

 

And this idea mom-in-law shared with me: Surround a tea light with coffee beans, and enjoy the warm aroma each time you walk past.

Um. I’m not sure what to call this. Maybe, ‘Snow Penis?’

So, I feel silly writing a post about writing a post.

It’s like when you watch a movie that’s about making a movie. Super weird, right? (Okay, and now I just had to google ‘Movies about making movies.’)

But, there are times when I just can’t wait to see what articles that Zemanta feature thingy is going to recommend! I mean, I just want to type and type and then type some more. Get down whatever crazy sh** may be popping in my brain, and see what happens next. The anticipation!

Like, what happens if I what I am typing includes the words, ‘snow,’ and then, ‘penis?’ What ever could appear?

I Can See Her Vagina From the Kitchen Window

Um.

I wanted to take some pretty pictures of the snow. Really. That’s all I wanted.