Toast and Ice Tea...

Snowball fight on Friday afternoon, in our back yard--Mist, Tabs, Pip and Holly. Poor Holly is getting blasted from all angles from my girls. It is 7:18 AM here in Kelowna, on a Sunday morn. 

I will be taking Tabs to swimming in an hour and then a hike with PJ. 

We will work on my power point this afternoon.

Went to "Quantum Solace" last night with Peter--Exotic locations around the globe, Daniel Craig looking completely disheveled for the entire film--what's not to like?

Snow is melting. 

Tabs went to a B Day party yesterday. And while Peter and I were out last night, Mist babysat friends and her sisters at our place. She is starting to get wealthy. Peter is already talking about what stocks she should invest 

in. 

I need some black high heels to go with my strapless black dress...I am not one of those women who loves high heels. I hate anything really high and narrow. A solid heel of about two-three inches max is more my style. I think killer heels are the invention of misogynists--I know a lot of women will disagree on this point--but you can keep your killer heels. I like to be able to move, and fast, in what ever foot wear I have on.

Time for toast and ice tea...

Oh, almost forgot--feeling quite optimistic about my leather-sofa peeing cat Silver. Nearly having a break down over what to do with him. He is a beautiful yet insane and incorrigible cat. Yet call me a sucker...I can't give him up. So, Theresa gave some great advice, I am moving the "kitty Condo" to the front balcony and putting him out for "fresh air therapy" for at least 1/2 hour a day. And starting him on new smaller pills that he won't spit out (cat Prozac). Oh, and also so excited--may be getting a little Boston Terrier in Feb and then a little Pug later--all great breeders recommended by Dr. T--soon to be a regular Youtube show, No??? Get busy girl!