What makes me "me"

What makes me "me"
My hood - my peeps - my dog!

if everyone else is blogging why can't I?

So I meet this woman in my town, and turns out she's a blogaholic.

Heyyy says I, you mean you just start a blog, or in her case several blogs and thats all there's to it? Yup, says she, you can share opinions, wax editorial over things that seem important at the time and babble publicly!

Sounds good to me! I have a story to tell, several actually.

So here goes, my first venture to blog on the big www world wide whine!

Tuesday, 29 January 2013

Take a Hike Old Man Winter!


This morning reminded me: you can die in the ditch here, so I drove in all touqued and mittened up and
Tho the roads weren’t bad, it occurred to me:

I’m breaking up with Old Man Winter.
Yup, that’s it, we’re done. 
Giving him the cold shoulder.
Brushing him off like snow off the windscreen.
Turning up the heat and pulling on the down filled armour.
He can kiss my frozen ass and I hope is tongue sticks to a flag pole!!
I’m freezing him out of my life and going to look for someone to give me the shivers – and I don’t mean hypothermia!

I'm waiting for that cute little SPRING dude and his sprouty green hair and cool violet earrings.
All verdant and making you wanna get out the sandals and flirty skirts;

Or his older but much hotter big bro SUMMER.  Yeah motorbikes, black boots,
 wind in his hair, and tanned skin,
Torn jeans, sweaty t’s , always got a cold brew for ya.

His cousin FALL is pretty hot  too – the buzz of bees, cool nights and sunny afternoons
Fast rides under the Harvest moon and late nights..mmm mmm

Yeah that’s it WINTER - We are so over.  Don’t try sending me a wicked Chinook, you give me a headache.
Take your bulky boots, your ugly touques !
I'm scraping you off like the ice on my rear window.
Take your shovels and scrapers and slide on down the road.
Get outta here, your handsome brothers are waiting to come in!