Hello my Friends. How are you all out there in snowy blog land.

I just said to Bobby I’m going to write a blog and his response was “why don’t we clean together and then you can write your blog”. Giggles explode out of me as he is kidding of course which if you knew me you would know this without me telling you. So I attend to my blog while he makes our breakfast.

On to my story. After many years of being blond I dyed my hair dark back to its natural colour before the grey. It’s fun. I look like my wonderful Mom when she was young before she went grey too. Bobby read somewhere on the internet that women dye their hair red when they want out of a marriage or they were wanting more “action”.  He was concerned yet hopeful at the same time.

So, remember my last blog when I said it was so crazy out there when I drove to the store, I kind of sheepishly forgot to fess up to something about that day.

Daisy as you know is my new old car which is a little new for me as she’s standard. I had such a hard time driving her the other day in the snow. It was dragging all the way and “yes” once I realized that I had the parking brake on she did drive much faster but the part that was scary was that I couldn’t see because the ice wouldn’t leave the window.

I was so worried about driving since so I said to Bobby that we have to go for a ride because I think the defogger is broken. I went on and on about it.  Bobby finally said as I’m sure he was sick of listening ok let’s go for a drive.

I was taking some of the snow off Daisy waiting for Bobby to come from the house and he gets in the car and I hear him laughing and laughing he can’t even tell me what he found. I’m like what? I know it’s going to be something I did at this point and he’s like “you had on the air conditioning” that’s why your windows were icing up. I think he said at this point something about maybe I suited to be blond more.

I too laughed mostly relieved that it was nothing. He promised not to laugh anymore although I did see the odd smirk from him. It didn’t take being psychic to know what he was thinking. If it were him I wouldn’t have let him off the hook so easily.

So that’s it my friends.  Lesson is if you have icy windows in winter check if the air conditioning is on.

This blog is of course in fun.

So instead of a quote today I’m adding a joke. This joke is for my friend Kaleigh who knits “everywhere” even in church.

“A highway patrolman pulled alongside a speeding car on the freeway. Glancing at the car, he was astounded to see that the blond behind the wheel was knitting! Realizing that she was oblivious to his flashing lights and siren, the trooper cranked down his window, turned on his bullhorn and yelled, “PULL OVER!”
“NO!” the blond yelled back, “IT’S A SCARF!” ”

Until we meet again, Sharon

P.S. I’m receiving a bit of flack on this one but please keep in mind that this blog was totally in fun. I think everyone is gifted in their own way and it has nothing to do with their sex or appearance, especially hair colour. I can laugh at things I do just like Bobby laughs at things he does. We spend a lot of our time giggling in hysterics about nothing really. Sometimes we find it hard to fall asleep because we are laughing so hard. Not to worry as in my sister’s words  “no one will ever control my sister” and she’s totally right. It just would never happen. Let’s just all Chillax a bit, ok? Abundant Blessings to Everyone.