Malcontent in the month of Feb

It's a rather dreary February day and besides maybe March, this has to be one of my least favorite months. I blame days like today. You look outside and there's a rather greyish white sheet hanging in the sky. Everything else in this city is a matching shade of dirty or just happens to be brown. Nothing looks fresh or clean, and those are two of my favorite adjectives. Oh well, no sense in me complaining, it isn't exactly going to change anything!

So I shall focus on the good bits. Like the fact that right now as I sit here, Bugs is sleeping underneath my duvet and here's the proof.

We had a wonderful Oscar and Yummy Food Party sunday night. (is it possible to have a party without food?) With a menu that included: Lasagne, Spinach salad with strawberry dressing, Tracy's rib recipe (If I said tracy's ribs it would give an entirely different meaning!), and the most outrageously richly potent flourless chocolate cake. (also made by Tracy) Yum. Swallowed down with swigs of San Pele and you're looking and one content cookie! Actually make that 5 contented cookies. That's practically a tray.

This must have been when James came up for air!

Uh, is this absolutely necessary?

And I guess this is after the fact. Please note that Karen did not sample the ribs!So as we head into March, into the Fast and hopefully into Spring, I will be on the look out for the first leaf buds, that change in the wind and the smell of earth. Bring it on.

For your amusement only

When this much time goes by and I still haven't found time to write anything serious you know there's trouble. So I figured laughter is the solution to all things and will hopefully embarrass myself enough to make someone laugh. Or such is my goal. Please do not pass on to future potential clients and/or employers!

You might call us your average family. Valentine's day turned out to be more than James bargained for. I was all Tadiq eyes for him...

Then again maybe that wasn't sparkling grape juice at all!

And of course the moment we had our backs to her, Bugsy decided that parental guidance wasn't necessary for the avid TV watcher.