It snowed here on the 26th and it has been gray and dark ever since. I am not the kind of person who gets excited about snow. I enjoy it only briefly (when I see the doodles romp through it) and then I get hit by the winter blues. Someday in the not so distant future, I really hope to be able to move somewhere where there is no snow and the days seem a little longer. Until then, I have some creative coping mechanisms.
Last night had a tropical theme. We made a dinner of flounder, mango and avocado salsa, and coconut rice.
|I liked the salsa the best.|
We threw on some Hawaiian music records (there are so many of these in thrift stores-why was this such an obsession?).
|That's my silly ukulele.|
We popped my summer lights on the Christmas "tree" and burned a tropical scented candle.
|Time to take this baby down today.|
We wanted to watch The Descendants to keep with the theme but could not find it on Netflix or in Redbox. Therefore, we settled for Wet Hot American Summer and giggled over Paul Rudd's hilarious mess hall scene.
I was always a sad excuse for a sorority girl, but I think that liking themed activities stuck with me. Anything to chase away the winter!