Friday, December 6, 2013

I Wish I Had A River....


What the well dressed florist is wearing this season:

Sap on her fingernails, glitter on her face, a layers of tshirts, a sweater, a scarf around the neck and often a vest because the heat works when it wants too, and it doesn't seem to want to until about 3 in the afternoon. She must be also sporting a shorter then usual haircut because when all the regulars and friends show up they scream " Oh, your hair is so short, I love it".  Trust me, the well dressed florists' hair is a tangle. Or as tangled as a short bob can be.

The well dressed florist also wears 12 year old Uggs or wellies to keep her feet warm, a necklace, some gold bangles and eyeliner. None of the jewelry can be seen because of all the clothes on top, but she tries folks, she tries. The eyeliner is usually smudged by lunchtime,adding a slightly raccoon effect. Then, when she gets a tiny bit of cedar in the eye, she ends up with a lovely reddish hue where once there was white, not to mention the visual hallucinations that continues till she finally gets the fecking cedar/pine/glue/glitter out of her eye.


The WDF is listening to " Donde Esta Santa Claus", eating dried fruit, apples with peanut butter and drinking loads of lattes. She is also waiting for those customers who come bearing gifts, preferably those with butter and sugar.

The WDF has participated in the decorations of every know customers house/ office/ retirement home  all finished by today, December 6th, because it's a short holiday month and there was only one week to do it all. Tomorrow starts the parties.

The WDF is tired and going to bed now. There's still a good 9 or more hours to work this week and she wants to participate in none every one of them.

Rumor has it there will be sleet and freezing rain on Sunday. The WDF rejoices and plans to spend the day inside, cooking something delicious, doing a little of her own decorating and watching football while wearing flannel pajama bottoms, fleece lined slippers and her favorite sweater with the hole in the sleeve.

Be here now.


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    1. Sweet dreams i had, until the magic waking hour of 6:00am. Looking forward to tonight.xo

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  2. I wish you the coziest Sunday ever.

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    1. oh thank you, you also wherever you may be, city or country.

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  3. The most comfortable and comforting jumpers always have holes in them. Darns as well, but there are always holes....

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    1. Darning...a true cosy pastime. I'll have to learn.

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  4. Patience and strength ... and maybe a good meal or two from S-man! You will prevail! xoxo

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    1. You will survive! And now you make me want to dance some disco -- thanks! Tomorrow, in addition to rooting for your Lions, how about sending our Broncos some virtual wreaths and huzzahs? Too damn cold here, still, but yes, baking always helps.
      Cheers from the Freezer on the
      Prairie...
      Diane in Denver

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  5. Sap and gold leaf for me. Wedding today and two more outside jobs on Monday. Yes for tomorrow! Early Addie breakfast then back to sleep til eight. Cheers to you and old cozy sweaters, football games and something in the oven!

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    1. Oh now I want gold leaf, so much more glam. Relish your Sunday!

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  6. Hang in there my dear. Don't let other people's demand spoil your Christmas spirit. Decorate your house and turn the Christmas music on. XO, Christa

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    1. No worries Christa, I'm not complaining, just telling it like it is!

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  7. Flannel and football sound like a heavenly way to spend Sunday!!

    Gotta share this: Years ago, my oldest daughter told me that she had decided that glitter is the herpes of the arts and crafts world ... it's easy to pick up and once you have it on you, it's there forever. (Remember, you're making other people's Christmas a whole lot more beautiful ... faint consolation considering how tired you sound.)

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    1. Ha, I love this and will share with the rest of my fellow herpes sufferers at work!

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  8. I hope you are either lost in sweet dreams or sleepily reading a good novel. I've requested another Pym. It seems that time of year.

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    1. On my way to bed. Will do one then the other. Ahhhhhh

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  9. It's not smeared mascara, it's called a smoky eye.

    A Sunday at home cooking in flannels sounds like heaven to me.

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  10. I ordered our office Holiday cards from Unicef cause we're charitable. Couldn't tell on the website that they were all glittery or that one had to insert the liner and put a little ribbon. They arrived on Monday and I still look a tad radioactive so I understand a tiny bit of what you've just described. Flannels and food are the perfect antidote. Have a nice Sunday.

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  11. We have that same comforter in a dark brown. I can't keep the cats off of it!

    My guy requested beef stew on Sunday so the house smelled divine while it cooked. What did you cook?

    Hope your Monday was ok. That storm, or rather the ice, took out our power in Fairfax last night. It's still off. I came to work to get warm. I have the opposite problem of yours. If I dress to be warm at home, I sweat at work....minus the glitter.

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