Did the Twinnie Curse Us With Snow? ~ Gabby Angel


Did she, did Autumn bring snow to us? She enabled snow just yesterday to fall on our blog…Now we are having snow, for real!

It is snowing as I write this, I do not jest about snow. Oh twinnie, what were you thinking? Of course you were helped out by Word Press, too. I can’t forget to thank them either! Thank you for the virtual snow Word Press…I send you hugs!  But seriously, you must  know I am not quite ready for this snow!

Of course living in PA, why is it a suprise to me…We were bound to get snow sooner or later, right? I will look at the positives… After all, that is the best way. I love shoveling the white stuff, it’s good exercise! I can perhaps skip a workout!

Maybe the snow won’t amount to very much…We’ll have to wait and see. After all, the snow should be a welcome change from the last few days of rain, right? That rain was becoming tiresome. Snow will get me into more of  the Christmas spirit real quickly, too! We may even get enough snow to build a snowman, that is a cheery thought!

The wild and crazy guy who lives down the block, he will rejoice in getting out his snowblower. That can get just a bit  scary, just glad I live far enough away to not be affected. Oh, but that noise!

Twinnie, if this snow amounts to much just remember…I will be counting on you to help me cope. A shovel is here, as you well know just waiting…Remember that, it has your name on it twinnie dearest! On that happy note…Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow! 😉 🙂

Under the Mistletoe ~ by Autumn Sunshine


Decorating is so much fun

and ours has only just begun

The Christmas stuff is all around

the only sound

is the music playing “Jingle bell  rock”

I wonder if the mistletoe will talk ?

You never know

where the magic grows

What do you think?

Can a spell do the trick, or maybe a wink 😉

We dance across the room and twirl

A gentle sort of swirl

After all, I am a girly girl

So my darling man

always understands

as we rock around the room

I see the mistletoe loom

above our heads so close

and there we go

The mistletoe is silent it seems

the magic is working, just like a dream …