A link to a quirky story from years and years ago, but on a day when I've got so much to do, not to mention the road trip to Illinois....
Enjoy.
What is it with people and Cindy Loo Who? Of my last one hundred blog hits, forty have been direct visits from regular readers, and fifteen have been as a result of people searching for "Cindy Loo Who," the little pixie from Seuss's How The Grinch Stole Christmas . A couple of years ago, I posted an image of the original Seuss illustration as compared to the TV cartoon image, and for some reason, that post is bringing in the crowds, relatively. Maybe it's the weather. It isn't even November yet, and already we've had frost and have had to dust off our winter coats. When it gets cold like this, I start to think about Christmasy things like listening to Nat King Cole and decorating the tree. It's ironic because I am offended when retailers start pushing holiday stuff early, but I don't mind my own private celebrations. When my sister and I were much younger and still living with our parents, we would pick a day in July, close the curtains to darken the ...
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And just reading it made me shiver with cold. Brrr …
(It didn't help that the heating is off at the office today, yet the aircon is working. We're all in coats and scarves while the engineers try to sort it).
Old Blue was my father's car, and it truely was scary. He loved the thing and had one of his union buddies paint it this horrific bright blue, and then he made me drive it to school. I was a laughing stock. People would say, "Did you see that blue car in the parking lot? Who would drive that?" "Why, I don't know," I would say. "Some idiot."
Christine belongs (belonged) to you?