Mugs in my cupboard

Okay, St. Casserole, Here you go. Seven mugs in my cupboard:
1) "Does This Pulpit Make My Butt Look Big?" --probably my favorite--a 40th birthday gift from Susan Olsen
2) A Harley-Davidson mug
3) A beautiful black mug with a picture of the Creation Window from the Washington National Cathedral
4) A bright yellow, red, and blue mug with a cartoon cat and cow jumping over a moon
5) An "Angel Face" mug that was a gift from a good friend
6) A pretty wide-mouthed Japanese looking mug that was part of a Starbucks Gift basket
7) A heavy "World's Best Coffee" mug that has a picture of Warner Bros Tazmanian Devil on it.

We also have lots of mugs from drug companies. I try not to use them because I don't especially like thinking of Monostat and Estrogen first thing in the morning. Maybe for the second cup but not for the first one. I'm just sayin'.

Love and Happy Thanksgiving to all!

RevMutha

Random Things About Me

Because my favorite Saint did this (Saint Casserole,) I'll do it also. But if Saint Casserole jumped off a bridge, I wouldn't. Unless we were both attached to bungee cords. Which I really can't see happening. Then again....
Here are 10 random things about me:

1. I have never bungee jumped (although I have gone parasailing twice.)
2. I can still recite the greek alphabet.
3. I love watching the shows on "Bravo", even the trashy ones.
4. Women (or men) who decorate their homes with geese with bows on their necks make me uncomfortable.
5. I drink a diet Rockstar (almost) every day at 10 am. 8:30 on Sundays while I'm getting ready for church.
6. My favorite color is turquoise. I also really like Sherwin Williams "inventive orange."
7. My I-pod has an incredibly eclectic collection of music on it.
8. Playing Freecell is my favorite way to waste time.
9. My gay best friend decorates my house for every holiday and I love him for it.
10. Cooking is my second favorite stress-relieving activity.

If you've read this all the way to here, it's your turn!

Peace,
RevMutha

Snowflakes and Scuba Diving

Help me, Lord.
I saw the first snowflakes of the season today.
When I initially moved to this tundra some twelve plus years ago, the sight of snowflakes was exhilarating! I was raised on the Gulf Coast. Hurricanes, yes. Snow? Not so much. Now when I see snow I think "Ugh. Here we go again."
My reaction to hearing that a snowstorm is coming is not unlike my reaction to hurricane warnings: head to the grocery store and buy ingredients for chili and stock up on milk, bread, eggs, and toilet paper. (And maybe cheetos.) I make the chili, make sure we have batteries in the flashlights, and settle in with the kids and pets. We have a generator and my wonderful husband takes care of procuring the oil and gasoline it requires on account of it makes too much noise and has far too great a potential for exploding for me to touch.
Fortunately, the snow we have today will not likely accumulate so I have time to think distracting thoughts about things like scuba diving. Last February I went to Palau, Micronesia to scuba dive, and it was beautiful. Seeing the snowflakes just reminds me of how much I want to be in the warm waters of the Pacific ocean again watching sea turtles, eagle rays, fish of every shape and size, and sharks. So it's time for me to start doing some advance planning because looking forward to a dive trip helps me endure the winter. Anyone want to join me?
Peace,
RevMutha