Warm Toes or Peanut Butter Cups


I’m nice in warm in bed, especially my toes.  But the candy is in the fridge.  And my tummy wants one (okay two).

I see the s word in my weather ticker.  I don’t like the s word.  And it’s officially freezing.  I want to know what happened to summer.  I feel jipped.  And how is it almost the new year?

My stomach won.  Signing off to get my exquisitely delicious candy.


About katm

I'm just your typical depressed donkey. I'm an abuse survivor. I deal with the pain and stiffness and other fun stuff that goes with fibromyalgia. I used to teach English for a living but because of my health, that isn't any option anymore. I love to cook and feel most in my element when I'm in the kitchen tinkering around.

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