Cobwebs and countdowns
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I feel so old
at 52.
Yeah, another one dusts the bite and I have decided to greet the next lap around life's track stewed and brewed (yet still, strangely, not tattooed... maybe I need to add a touch of body ink to my bucket list). Nothing important planned. Did find little 4 oz mini-pies at Wal-Mart, and I got one of peach, one of apple, and one of blueberry... to be heated and properly dressed up with a scoop of vanilla ice cream. Maybe later a fried peanut butter, jelly and banana sandwich. Yeah, it sounds like one of those condemned prisoner's last meals to me too. I cannot make up my mind on a movie, an annual ritual with me, but I am leaning toward "Stripes" and "The Blues Brothers" as I am really wanting some laughter.
One of the best seasons of Big Brother ever just ended, so I think I can safely assume Survivor will fall far short LOL. Then again, recently reality shows all have been ending well in my eyes. Speaking of which, I was watching The Voice ... a show I do not watch past the auditions, and I love the hell out of Melanie Martinez. She has a style and a sound far beyond her years. Whether she does well in the show or not, she is the only one I have heard so far that I think I would go to a club to see perform.