Monday Monday, Just Love that day

It's Monday morning and I got up this morning with a spring in my step...I should have a spring, after all I don't think I got far from the bed the entire weekend. But up I am, and I am telling you all, if you haven't tried the Yorkshire tea, what is wrong with you? What, no pals like my Sophie http://www.sophiehoneysuckle.blogspot.com/ to depend upon? It came in the sweetest little pasteboard tea chest, which I intend to lacquer when it's empty so that I can continue to keep it in the cupboard...also other teas to choose from and Marmite...wonder what happens if I never open it and the jar just sits in plain view? Sorry, but the OXO went in my soup straight away. It can not remain unopened...then I ran postehaste over to Jenn and Jacqui's http://thebowerbirdsnest.blogspot.com/ to see what I had won. It was a horse race, you know...wish I could have seen the race but you have to go over there and see the perfectly delightfully decorated Horse Shoe...it's mine, all mine...I do know it has to be hung with the ends up, so all my luck doesn't run out, and thankfully it's decorated so that it's easily hung properly. Or is it hanged? No, a man is hanged and an item is hung. I love my "caricature" that the lovely ladies did, too. It was so good, I thought it was my prize! You'll love it, too. I am sitting here feeling sorry for Kari who is neck deep in Christmas Ornaments and today Texas is in a heat wave. All I can say is crank that a/c down to about 60 and you'll be in the mood...put that Marshmallow World in the loop play and have at it. I can't wait for the pictures to be posted. Please don't let Randey fall off the ladder...I worry about things like that. I see where Santa Clause III is due to come out on DVD so have to put it in my queue at Netflix...Mac (WTHF) says it's time for a serious Christmas movie again, but Jimmy Stewart isn't with us to put just the right spin on it and there's no Natalie Wood to bring the waterworks out...so what's Hollywood to do? First off they need to settle the Writer's Strike (in the Writer's favour, may I add?) Then they need to get sex and violence out of the mix. But can they? Is it possible we have crossed the line of decency when some idiot is offering a thousand dollars to some money hungry person to allow the birth of her child to be filmed for an ADVERTISEMENT on the Super Bowl? What in God's name could they be advertising? And if Janet Jackson's clothing malfunction raised such a stink, can you imagine what this will do? Okay, that's enough from me, I'm headed over to all my friends and see what's been going on with them while I've been lying abed the weekend! Wow, it's good to be back! Just one more cup of Yorkshire, and I'm set.