DJ Comic: February Holidays Part 1

Even if Rich and I ever do have a “legit” wedding ceremony it would definitely not happen in February.  Even with an inside wedding you still have to deal with traveling to wherever the wedding is in shitty weather.  Well at least where Rich and I live.  But I assume most people probably want a February wedding because of Valentine’s Day, which I find to be kinda silly, but hey whatever floats your goat.

Of course with how February weather is going right now it might not actually be too bad.  The past few days have felt more like a mild autumn day than winter.

Ͼ-Mimi

DJ Comic: December Holidays Part 3

HA!  He thinks my box will be defeated so easily, but it’s not over yet!

I’ve never really liked poinsettias. They don’t really have a scent, I don’t think they’re all that pretty, and it’s kind of annoying that a plant that doesn’t do too well in cold weather is a winter holiday plant.  That’s just silly.

Any day is a good day to enjoy some ice cream!

Ͼ-Mimi

Cold Weather Wit

For those of you who are not aware that the United States is undergoing a cold snap of epic proportions, I would just like you all to know that I had to do a foot patrol just a few moments ago.  I wear spectacles and when I wear a face mask for warmth my breath will fog my glasses up at times.

Needless to say my glasses fogged up while I was outside, when I came back inside I removed them to let them warm up and defog.  That’s when I realized my vision still looked foggy…I think my corneas froze over.

Anyway, to try to warm the spirits (it is -29 degrees Farenheit outside right now), here’s a Photopost about cold weather.

  

Atlanta right now is 17 degrees. Good luck folks, welcome to the North.

What you don’t realize is, this is a picture of Houston.

 

 

And one final picture, just to brighten your day a bit.  Cute kitties!

 

Sooo cuute!!

~RCS

 

Aaaand, back outside I go.  *~Whine*

Shorty Shorts #8

Conversation overheard between two men on their way out of work; one of them is a Russian immigrant.  They were talking about St. Patrick’s Day.

The first man was asking if the Russian was going to do anything for St. Paddy’s Day.  The Russian said he had no plans, which prompted the other guy to ask, “Do you celebrate St. Patrick’s Day in Russia?”

The Russian shook his head and laughed, “No, we don’t have St. Patrick’s Day.  But we do have a holiday that falls around a similar time.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yeah, it’s called, let me see,” he faux pondered and then smiled, “It is called…End of Winter.”

But the best part was the last bit after his punch line.  When the other guy said, “End of winter?  That sounds like a nice holiday,” the Russian hit him with a second punch line, “In Northern Russia they celebrate the end of winter for two weeks in July.”

“Two weeks?  In July?” asked the other man.

The Russian laughed again, “Yes, they call it Summer.”

Aaah, good ol’ fashioned ethnic humor.  Gotta love the Ruskies!

~RCS

‘Attacked’ By a Dog!

So I was doing a foot patrol the other day when I notice dog paw prints in the snow (a reluctant welcome to the Pennsylvania Winter, BTW).  I looked up when I heard a man barking orders to the owner of the paw prints.  They were on the return trip from the dog’s walk it seemed.  A big brown pitbull was marching just beside the man.

The owner said, “Rio…heel!  Stay…don’t move!”

The dog seemed to be very calm and just kept looking at his owner like he was crazy for yelling.  That was…until I got within twenty feet of the duo.  The dog began to shake, not from the cold, but presumably from excitement.  The man started barking even more orders at the dog, which just made it shake even more.

Just as I was about to pass them the dog leaps forward, between his owner and myself.  Puts his nose about and inch from my thigh and gives me this, ferocious, blood-thirsty look:

Oh God! The horror!!

That’s when the man yelled one more thing, “No, Rio!  Not everyone loves you!”

The dog stared at me so I reached out and scratched behind his ears (he was big enoguh I didn’t have to bend over to do this).  He excitedly jammed his face into my leg as I petted him and then gave me a forlorn look as his owner walked past and barked for him to come along.

Loves a strong word…but I certainly liked Rio, he was a cute puppy.  I only wish I’d had a ball to toss for him to see him romp in the snow.

~RCS

One more cute puppy picture, just for no reason:

The father might have some questions about this litter.