When the food police are not watching I munch through a pie or two and enjoy quite a few bottles of my favourite tipple, Ginger Ale each week too. I have noticed that the quite a few extra kilos I am carrying round have made winter warmer for me. I know this because all the skinny people are cold, all the time.
Today I was wielding a small tomahawk at some container wood lengths but it was useless, then I remembered what my mum used to do but because she was skinny us kids used to do with her...and that was to put one end of the wood up on a step and the other resting on the ground and then we'd all jump on the middle of the wood and crack! the perfect length of kindling! Because I am the perfect weight for doing that task on my own, I tried to crack it with just one foot today, but not enough to crack it, so on I jump with both feet and crack! The very best sound on a frosty mountain morning.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
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