Saturday night with the remote

So here I am, Saturday night, and once again ensconced on the couch. BORING, big fat BORING.  Hubby is on the other couch, my little dog snuggled up next to him and my other little dog on his armchair.

We’ve got about a gizzillion satellite channels to choose from, and what have we got on, The Mummy part 3, which we’ve seen before…several times.  No, I’m lying, hubby has flicked and hovered over a Jean Claude Van Damme movie…no, no he’s flicking again, now we’re watching Angelina trout-pout Jolie in SALT. Good grief, he’s flicked again and now we’ve got some John Cusack movie. Bloody hell, he’s moved again, back to SALT.  Give me strength, we’re back to Jean Claude Van Damme.

So what are you all doing tonight?  Out to dinner, clubbing, walking on the beach, fancy dress, black tie event?

Whatever it is, I hope you have a wonderful time, and even if you are watching paint dry, you will be happy to know your evening will be far more enjoyable than mine with Jean Claude.

Am I pretty or what?

It’s chilly, but those leaves look mighty good

I’ve realised that I’m not capable of sending emails and posting blogs, or even chatting, without complaining about the weather – in winter that is.

Flipping heck, it is chilly.  Correction, it’s $%$$%^$%^ cold in Cape Town.  Driving to work around 6am, my seat warmer is  on max, my hands are gloved and my mood is certainly not upbeat.

Even my little dog is in agreement.  Just look at him here.  All snuggled up with no intention of leaving-the-blanket until spring is sprung

Travis snuggled

 

There are a couple of good things about Winter though, or maybe it’s Autumn, I don’ know.

One of the truly bestest are the brilliant colours of the leaves.  From our office window I look onto the mountains and what an amazing sight to see them padded with trees covered in every shade of red, green, gold, rust and brown.  I mentioned this to my daughter and she looked at me as if to say, WEIRDO.

Seems we only appreciate nature when we are slightly older!  So gonna remind her of this when she is my age and all dewy eyed hugging a tree.  A-ha, note already made in book titled “remind daughter of this when her children are annoying her etc.”

I also love the crunchy leaves that bunch up and just beg you to run through them.  That crispy crunch always brings a smile to my little face.   In fact, if I could assure myself I  might not end up grubby, I could be well be tempted to throw myself in them and roll around.  Somehow that sounds a little odd, but I think you know what I mean.

And lastly of course, how wonderful it is to be snuggled on the couch with your favourite doggie by your feet, sipping a hot cup of your choice, munching a packet of choc digestives while watching a feel-good movie.

Ahhh, bliss…Winter I think I’ve changed my mind about you