Unfiltered

For what it's worth, I do, from time to time, censor my thoughts.

Here's a for-instance.

This morning, I went out to my car, and it was cold.  Really cold.  Sixteen degrees - which, for a hothouse orchid such as me was brutal.  Brutal.

I started thinking about the gloves that I was not wearing, which I bought for my Alaska trip.  And how it's only going to get colder over the weekend.  And how I need to pull out those gloves because they're so warm, and they have this super soft lining.

And I thought, "It's like fingerbanging a teddy bear."

And then I thought, "Damn, that's funny.  I should put that on Facebook."

But I didn't.  Because there are grandmothers who follow me, and religious people.  And grandmothers who are religious.

Anyway - I shared it with one of my guy friends at work who appreciates it when I go a little blue.

And I'm sharing it with you. 

In hopes that even if you are a religious grandmother, you'll be OK.