I am snuggled up in sweats and fuzzy socks and as I sit binge watching The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills and watching it snow outside my window, I am wondering just how much hot chocolate my bladder and blood sugar can handle. I may end up in a diabetic coma and weeing myself when I slip in the ice covered steps while taking the dogs out. My brain is turning to mush as I cry with Kyle over Kim's demise and recent arrests. Okay, it could be from 2 seasons ago and not really recent. But, a more important question is, When is Lisa Renna going to STOP with the botox?! One more treatment and those lips will blow up enough to float her like a balloon to the next girls night out! 

So, why is this snow day so sucky? Well, I would love to be out taking beautiful snow day pics of the dogs and lovely scenery. But, No, It's still sleeting, snowing, and spitting from the sky! Who's taking their camera out in that? Not this girl!  So instead, I will snuggle with my dogs, munch on bad for me snacks and wait on the hubs to come home. 

I could be out running errands, but No. North Carolina CLOSES, SHUTS DOWN, and literally FREEZES when it snows. Very few businesses will be open. If ya ain't got your milk and bread, too bad. There's none to be had in North Carolina. So I am sitting here in my comfy warm clothes, settled in my huge recliner, warm and toasty, facebook stalking some of my favorite photogs, THERE WILL BE A POST ON THAT! 

​Plus to top it all off Hubs came home early! He brought me cool ranch Doritos too!

What do you Hate about Snow days?

I don't understand it. I look in the mirror and my hair is long and straight, hanging with little style. There are these funny little things under my eyes that look a faintly like moon shaped marshmallows, and not the kind small enough to fit in a bowl of lucky charms! These bad boys are just right for a campfire 'n smores kinda night. And they come with there own little wings out to side. Little hanger ons like barnacles on a old fishing boat. I'm talking about those shhh....don't say it...crows feet? Oh my god! When did I become my mother, aunts, and grandmother all rolled up in one?

If you are too young to remember Madonna before she was a mother and still singing to her papa not to preach, You are too young to know what I am talking about! Jennifer and Jack were just getting together, Now he's dead and she looks way older than me! Bo and Hope were a couple for the FIRST time, Steve was still called Patch.Then we watched the Original  BH 90210, Team Dillon, all the way. 

We wore skinny jeans so tight we could barely get our feet through them. In fact, I had a couple of pairs that were so tight at the ankles they had to have zippers in them. Shoulder pads were in every shirt, sweater, dress, and jacket I had. I even had some that I could put in things that didn't already come with them. 

A night out meant 2 hours of primping. An hour of that was spent on using 3 sets of curlers, 2 curling irons, and half a can of Aqua Net. I killed more than my fair share of Ozone, believe me. Blue eyeshadow AND blue eyeliner. Neon Pink Lipstick, WET 'N WILD, baby!
Now a night out is, me asking the hubby "Do I HAVE to put on Makeup?"  I'm more impressed about how EARLY I got to bed, instead of how LATE I was out! My friends and I have decided we are much better at "bar sitting" than "bar hopping." But, good grief, we're in by 10!

When did this happen? Yesterday, I was not this old! 

Funny, It takes me just as long to get long, straight, and with very little style as it did to get BIG hair..............