You can’t tell from this picture of our gorgeous Christmas tree that the heat had just broken, and 14 hours later, it’s now below 55 degrees in the house. Merry Christmas?
Floridians do it up right. Festive holiday lights behind my grandmother’s house mesmerize all who pass. (at Melbourne Beach)
If you or a loved one suffers from Internet addiction….oh wait, that’s me.
And it’s my job.
Guess there’s no getting around this one….sigh.
Perhaps Mimtt Romney should take a minute to gaze into his personal looking glass of delusion and apply every sentiment he expressed about the 47% to himself and his entitled, social-climbing friends. Because it seems obvious that he’s talking about himself. Not me or you.
Who’z deh mooches?