I'm still thinking of that tropical beach....
with drink in hand and an orchid sticking out of it, which I will pick up, lick the droplets off the stem and stick behind my ear - how Dorothy Lamore of me. Bing and Bob where are you my friends? I will stare out at the ocean for hours and hours and hours. Yes, I am definitely in my happy place and what a great imagination I have. Bring it on foul weather! While you are dumping yet more snow on my doorstep I will be on a tropical beach somewhere. Okay, no tropical drink but a glass of Cointreau will do, and I can grab a Gerba Daisy off the table can't I? It might be a bit top heavy but what the heck.
Our local weather man is getting SO excited about the approaching storm - those wonderful words - a MAJOR winter storm heading our way - and is actually waving his arms around enthusiastically. I think we ought to sign a petition to send him to Antarctica but on reflection what a thankless job being the bearer of such news. Poor weatherman, let's think kindly and not send the messenger to Antarctica. I'm sure he would like that trip to a warm beach instead. Maybe I'll pass him my Gerba Daisy. Only the Gerba Daisy you understand, because I am hanging onto my Cointreau!
Gregg just reminded me he is heading for California next week on business. I shot him "the look". He's definitely NOT getting my Cointreau!