Quandaries

I love the word quandaries. It just sound like its self. I also like quagmires. Maybe it is a Q thing. I love the word I do not like the reality. Today I have a quandary. Exercise or no exercise, for most people this would be a no brainier. For me it means exercise brings weight control & feeling better Exercise is good for my body and emotional well being but it brings on my meniere's attacks. So that is my quandary to exercise or not to exercise that is the question. (My apologize to Mr. Shakespeare)

Oh What To Do

I have no lack of house work that needs to be accomplished. Actually my work room should be at the top of the list. Every time I look at my work table & desk I cringe and then close the door. Since there are no deadlines looming it shall wait for another day. Back to my knitting!

Much ado about nothing

It is cold, the sky is grey. Will we get snow or won't we? Here in the hills one never knows. We shall wait and see.

Pazole

I want Pazole, foamy, spicy, tongue searing Pazole.
But I am settling for Gumbo. I want something hot, spicy, & soupy. Gumbo with lots of rice, beans & tomatoes will do the trick. If I had more ambition I would make some water crackers with chili powder. But when my cold moved in my ambition moved out. So Gumbo here I come.

Yuk!

I hate having a cold. I always know when I am going to be sick. I crave junk food and then WHAM! I come down with a cold. I just hate having a cold.