For the first time in weeks, my cold black little heart is swelling with joy and hope.
Just look at that fog, people!
It's dark, damp, drippy and foggy outside this morning and that makes me very happy. Happier still because my beloved fog has arrive months ahead of schedule.
And, yes, the cat thinks I'm nuts for going outside this morning in bare feet just to take pictures. What she doesn't know is that with or without the camera I would have been out there this morning. It was a long summer and winter is finally returning to me.
Yes, Norma. It's my wussy version of winter, but it's mine and it makes me happy.
After a week where I lost a book of stamps in the house, did something dreadful to a batch of pasta sauce, lost a battle with the coffee table, visited the generation gap and may have stepped on the cat, a little fog is just what I needed for a little cheering up. Chocolate would have helped, too, but that involves going out...
I'm starting to wonder if the cat took the stamps, btw. I wouldn't put it past her at this point.
Since we all know I'm mean and old, I'll share...
I had been chatting with a man or his cat the other night... one never knows online... and I typed in 'good night, sweetheart' before heading off to bed. I was humming on my way down the hallway and singing by the time I got to bed. There may have been dancing, but you'd have to ask the cat... and, if you do, see if she knows anything about my stamps.
Goodnight, sweetheart, goodnight...
/runs like hell
Ohhhh, I love fog, too. There is something mysterious and insulating about it. I was just telling my husband today that I'm a winter girl and when the weather closes us in, I start blooming.
Check and see if the cat has been doing any mass mailings. That would explain the stamps.
Posted by: Kathy W | Saturday, October 13, 2007 at 10:42 AM
I adore fog. And winter scenes in paintings. I'm not sure what that says about our psychological wellbeing, but f*ck the rest of the world. We don't care. :P
Goodnight sweetheart leading to humming is a wonderful thing.
Posted by: Norma | Saturday, October 13, 2007 at 10:49 AM
BTW, it's not photo-taking weather here today, so I'm not sure if I can get a photo of MY NEW SOCKS, but when I do, I'll send it for your gallery, k?
Posted by: Norma | Saturday, October 13, 2007 at 10:50 AM
Autumn? Winter? I'm still not holding my breath. Not til I see snow. Dammit. And look at you all humming and girly. Rubbing it in? ;)
Posted by: Beth | Saturday, October 13, 2007 at 11:00 AM
you have a sweetheart??
And you love fog? My stars.
Posted by: sandy | Saturday, October 13, 2007 at 11:41 AM
Fog makes you happy? And you were humming about a man? Color me intrigued!
Posted by: Jessica | Saturday, October 13, 2007 at 11:41 AM
I'm so weepy right now that both the fog and the sweetheart have caused my eyes to water.
xx
Posted by: beverly | Saturday, October 13, 2007 at 01:13 PM
Beautiful fog! Do you think the cat took the stamps in revenge for those photos with the yarn and socks? Maybe this is just the start of her campaign. Be wary. Be very wary.
Posted by: Opal | Saturday, October 13, 2007 at 01:59 PM
Cookie dear, we have fog nearly every morning on the pond, that's what you get when you live on an island. And we have lots of chocolate too. Please feel free to move in anytime. You can even bring the cat.
Posted by: joan | Saturday, October 13, 2007 at 02:02 PM
You know ... I was wondering about that postcard I got the other day. It had paw prints on it and was addressed to my turtles. I think they have finally figured out how to communicate! Oh, and my stamps are missing, too.
Posted by: Devorah | Saturday, October 13, 2007 at 04:28 PM
WINTER!!! YEAH! It makes my shriveled heart happy too. I'll take bundling up over "I live in the firey pit of hell and Satan is my neighbor". Sunny and cool is nice...you can keep your fog, it means icky barometer changes that the floppy doesn't like.
Norma doesn't understand. I've live out that way. Yeah. It's cold, but go through a couple of 120 summers. 70 starts to feel chilly.
Posted by: Stacey | Saturday, October 13, 2007 at 04:36 PM
I'm happy for your fog arrival. The arrival of cooler weather always lifts my spirits. I think some cat and its person may have a little to do with your lifted spirits, too. *g*
Posted by: Angie | Saturday, October 13, 2007 at 05:15 PM
I love when the fog (or rain, I do rain) is so thick that you can't see across the street. Mmmmm...that's a hot chocolate and good book day.
Posted by: Kit | Saturday, October 13, 2007 at 10:27 PM
i just wanted you to know how I am seething with bitter jealousy over your fog (stalks away mumbling about this damn dry heat)
Posted by: amysbabies | Saturday, October 13, 2007 at 11:16 PM
Lovely fog...oh, it means cooler weather is on the way...this summer was too damn hot!
The cat swears the stamps went missing on their own...I asked.
Posted by: Sara | Sunday, October 14, 2007 at 10:18 AM
I bet the cat has used the stamps to decorate the inside of her little liter box...does it have a hood on it like Luna's does? If so, then i'm sure of it!
Hey, if fog makes ya happy...more fog to ya! ;)
Posted by: Suz | Sunday, October 14, 2007 at 02:25 PM
I'm so happy for you!! A little jealous too but more happy.
Posted by: MX | Monday, October 15, 2007 at 07:53 AM
LOL!!! No, I meant I was jealous about your weather!!!
Posted by: MX | Monday, October 15, 2007 at 02:11 PM
SOMEONE'S HACKED INTO COOKIE'S BLOG!!!
THERE'S A HAPPY PERSON HERE!!!
Posted by: April | Monday, October 15, 2007 at 10:56 PM
Fog is so very Casablanca...
Posted by: JessaLu | Saturday, October 27, 2007 at 12:09 PM