Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Cabin Fever

I have cabin fever.

I want cake.
I want chips.
I want toast.

Maybe I have carbohydrate fever.

I want sunshine.
I want the windows open.
I want to dig in the dirt.
I want to sit on the patio, next to the camp fire and grill delicious foods with a frozen drink in my hand.
I want my lips not chapped.
I want my hands not dry and cracked.

Want. Want. Want. 

Piles of freshly shoveled snow remind me of powdered sugar or flour.

 
 
I know, not helping with the desire for cake.
 
 
Even the tops of the tables outside look like cakes just after they have been removed from their baking pans. 
 
 
 
Enough with the talk about cake!  As Walt Kowalski would say "You know what would be good right now?  Pie."
 


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