A brand new year. So many things to accomplish – lots of chocolate to consume, lots of mischief to plan… I actually don't plan mischief; it sort of happens naturally. Cowboy says I'm a magnet for mischief. Hmmm, that doesn't sound too bad. I'm feeling much better these days – my energy level is increasing slowly. And… did you know that on New Year's Eve – last night – we had a *BLUE* Moon! Naturally, I wanted to check it out. It's not that often we get two full moons in the same month. I bundled up – it was in the mid-20s last night. (We're still on the East Coast temporarily.) Went out on the 2nd floor deck – the yard is still snow deep. And as soon as I got out, I flashed the moon and probably whatever neighbors down the side of the cliff that happened to be looking in my direction. I was only able to dance for a few minutes.
Guess who caught me…
The giant squid muttered something in Italian when he bounced me over his shoulder. I wish he's speak a little more distinctly when he's cursing… so I can try to memorize the expression and find out what it means. It sounded ominous. My excursion was short-lived but I wanted the moon to know I hadn't forgotten it and that I'll be back when the weather is warmer.
His Holiness wasn't as annoyed as I thought he might be but he reminded me that his hand hadn't forgotten how to heat my teeny tiny tush. Tsk. I reminded him I was still feeling less than 100%. He reminded me that it was the first day of the New Year and that my score card already had a black "X" on it. Double tsk. Apparently I forgot that he's so-o-o O-L-D he has to write things down so he can remind himself of how naughty I've been. I need to spray cheese glop on that score card so one of the critters will sniff it and eat it.
Run Amok Week was a huge success! I managed to jam snow down the giant squid's back when he was shoveling the driveway. Jumped him, squished the cold snow down his jacket, leaped free but tripped over one of the pups. The former SEAL retaliated – flipped me under his arm and pretended my backside was a percussion instrument. Did I ever mention the man is totally lacking in couth!
I made peach cobbler, served it hot – as a snack one afternoon. Covered it in peach ice cream. While the squid shoveled it in, I stood on the other side of the room, and teased him in very naughty ways. He was torn between eating the cobbler hot… or tackling me – a really hard decision for a man who thinks peaches are as important and necessary as the air he breathes. With his mouth full… he tried to grab me. I eluded him, jumping on and over furniture, keeping the pups between us and in general, making him work for it.
I think the cobbler fortified him…
Got caught. The peach cobbler was dumped on my belly where it was consumed! And the band played on.
Wishing you all the joys of the New Year and new decade. My New Year resolution is to create and enjoy a whole new set of naughty things to do.
~Sar~
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Sar, sounds like you had a wonderful time, the blue moon was beautiful here as well, we had a few lovely clear, very cold nights, for Cornwall that is.
Have a great new year, stay the lovely Imp that you are, that helps to keep Cowboy on his toes and young.
The mental picture of Cowboy eating peach cobbler off your belly, is one that will entertain me for some time.
Love and warm hugs,
Paul. aka (zealous voyeur)
I hope that someday I can find the happiness that you two share. Happy New Year!!
I love the fact that you are feeling better and healthy enough for mischief to find you. Feeling poorly has forced you to be good for far too long. Not good at all for your mental health. But since you are still here on the east coast - for the rest of this week find your trouble indoors!! This cold is not kidding!
And as the things that drive Cowboy crazy find you keep the peaches handy!
Hugs,
PK
So glad you are feeling better!! I enjoyed reading how much better you are feeling,lol.
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