Trick Or Treat: The Rules Of Chocolate

Cocaine Princess here.
                                                                

I was going to post “Part 2: Poodle Lady & Truffle Pigs” but I decided to hold off until next week and write a post about Halloween.

                                                                
Yes my lovelies it's that time of year again: the spookiest day out of the year is one day away. I absolutely love Halloween. Seriously, what is not to love about the day? It’s a day full of monsters and mayhem, tricks and treats, dressing up in outrageous costumes, watching bloody and gory films and of course there are the traditional animated specials:  a wise cracking bunny  who is on his way to Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania but instead winds up in Pittsburgh, Transylvania and let's not forget a certain Peanut's character who takes up his annual vigil for the Great Pumpkin.
 

 

 {I think it's safe to say I'm nuts about Peanuts}

 

The best part of Halloween is answering the door to all the pint sized and anxious ghouls, goblins, pirates and princesses and watching their faces light up as their treat bags get filled with chocolates. Yes, there are those little devils who come by twice thinking I don’t notice they are repeat trick or treaters. It doesn’t bother me, I pretend I don’t notice. I really don’t mind after all it's just one day. Hmm, speaking of chocolates as you all should know by know I have an unbelievable sweet tooth. Luckily I am quite good at ignoring its pleas, however there are those few rare days out of the year where I must O-B-E-Y and tomorrow will be one of those days. Hey, can you believe I plan on eating without any guilt whatsoever a chocolate bar? Cadbury’s FLAKE is my choice and no I’m not just going to take a teeny bite but I’m actually going to eat the full thing.......Well maybe.

The sensational people at Godiva have introduced their newest and delectable delights that include tombstone shaped truffles and so of course I had to swing by their store to pick up a box.




One of my preferred type of chocolates are orange slices dipped in milk chocolate. Unfortunately Godiva won't be carrying them until the Christmas season. You can imagine how devastated my sweet tooth was. I tried consoling it by popping one single orange colored M&M but it didn’t work. It just wasn’t the same. And so it continued to grieve until I was able to track down a store that did:

Rheo Thompson Candies.  On their website I came across something  that ties in perfectly with this entry: 
  

“The Rules Of Chocolate” 

1:

If you have got melted chocolate all over your hands, you are eating it too slowly!

2.
Chocolate covered raisins, cherries, oranges, and strawberries all count as fruit, so eat as many as you want, they are good for you!

3:
When you have a problem getting 2 pounds of chocolate home from the store in your hot car,  just eat it in the parking lot instead!

4:
For dieters - eat a chocolate bar before each meal, it will spoil your appetite.

5:
A box of chocolates can provide you daily intake of calories in one place. Isn't that handy!

6:
If you cannot eat all your chocolate, there is something wrong with you!

7:
If you eat equal amounts of white and dark chocolate, you will have a balanced diet.

8:
Chocolate contains many preservatives. Preservatives make you look young.

9:
If you ever wondered why there is no such thing as "Choco-holics Anonymous" it is because no one wants to quit eating it, ever! 

10:
If there was no chocolate, there would be no need for control-top pantyhose. A entire industry would be devastated.

11:
If you put "Eat Chocolate" on your daily list of things to do, you will always accomplish one thing you set out to do, everyday.

12:
Calories are afraid of heights. If you store your chocolates on top of the fridge or high shelf, the calories will jump out of the chocolate to protect themselves.


                                                                    

On the same day I was buying my box of sin, “A” was busy purchasing me 2 little treats in the mall. She decided to give me one of my gifts early. Early like late yesterday evening. Okay you got me. I might have persuaded her to give one of them early....... Hmm, now that I think about it maybe “persuaded”  isn’t so much the correct word. “Demanded” is a much better choice. Yes I demanded she give me one of my gifts early. {A Princess always has her way remember} I just couldn’t wait. 

Oh Boy.

When I pulled out the treat from the gift bag I looked at her with total confusion because I have no idea what on earth she was thinking when she bought it or what on earth she thinks I plan on doing with it.

“You might as well have bought me oven mitts,” I said.

“What use would someone like you have with oven mitts?” she asked.

“What use would someone like me have with this?” I asked back.

Again oh boy and let’s throw in a good grief.

So precisely what was the gift? 

It was alcohol related:

                                                                                      

And inside was this: 
 

                                                                         

Purple Bug Juice Matini {Grapetini Mix} and a little bag of rimming sugar.

After receiving this, ahem, “gift” I am totally now convinced more than ever my older sister who is a school teacher is also a part time alcohol pusher in the evenings, full time on the weekends because she constantly pushes me to have a drinkie.


“Have a little sip of wine. It’ll relax you.”

“Would you like me to blend you a cocktail?”

I will admit I do get the occasional thirst for a Margarita but I plan on keeping my promise: I am not having one drop of alcohol until New Year’s. Call it a very late New Year’s Resolution and because I find such delight in breaking rules it’ll be quite an accomplishment if I don’t break this one.

I’m not sure if you can see it clearly or not but printed on the shaker are black bats along with 6 different “Shocktail” recipes all with clever names:

ZOMBIE IN A SIDECAR                                  
1 Jigger cointreau
1/3 brandy
Shake well with ice
Strain and serve

DIE-QUIRI
1 Jigger rum
Juice 1 lime
I tsp. powered sugar
Shake well with ice
Strain and serve

MANHATTAN MURDER STORY
1 Shot of whiskey
½ Jigger of vermouth
A Dash of bitters
Stir with cracked ice
Serve with cherries    

YUMMY MUMMY MARGARITA 
1 ½ shot of tequila
Juice 1 lemon
Juice 1 lime
1 ½ Jigger of triple sec
Shake well with ice
Strain and serve  

ATTACK OF KILLER MARTINI
1 Shot gin
Mist of vermouth
A dash of orange bitters
Shake well with ice
Strain and serve with olive 

RED-RUM MIXER
1 ½ Jigger rum
Juice 1 lime
2 dashes of grenadine
Shake well with ice
Strain and serve

Every gift no matter how big or small always comes with a card as did mine. The card “A” bought for me was really cute:

Dracula's Top 10 Favorite Songs: 

10:
You’re So Vein 

9: Fangs For The Memories

8: You’ve Got a Fiend

7: You Don’t Bring Me Plasma Anymore

6: Bat’s The Way {Uh-Huh, Uh-Huh} I Like It

5: You Light Up My Crypt

4: Tie A Yellow Ribbon ‘Round The Old Oak Casket

3: Don’t Go Stakin’ My Heart 

2: Stranglers In The Night

1: He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Donor  

Since I'm on the subject of music, for me personally there are 2 videos that I love watching this time of year because each has a cool Halloween-ish vibe to them:

“I’m Your Boogie Man” by White Zombie


“The music video features Rob Zombie singing along to the lyrics of the song. Rob's screen time is cut multiple times, flashing to select scenes from the film “The Crow: City of Angels.” The video has a freaky black and white intro. I’m not a fan of Mr. Zombie’s music as I am of his films but this particular video/song I really happen to like a lot. In fact I find it spook-tacular.”



“Heart” by Pet Shop Boys 

“The music video is based on the 1922 film Nosferatu. The video opens with Neil Tennant and his bride (Danijela Čolić) being driven to a castle (Mokrice Castle) with  Chris Lowe as his chauffeur. As he goes to bed with his bride, the Vampire, played by Ian McKellen, spies on them. Later he seduces the bride and bites her. Finally Lowe drives Nosferatu and his bride away, leaving Tennant to stare bitterly at them from a castle window. The video was shot in Yugoslavia (now Slovenia) and is simply fang-tastic.”

My loyal and dear readers it's finally Friday aka Devil's Night.

....Ahh, The Witching Hour is almost here my lovelies.


Whatever your plans are have a bewitching weekend. Boo! -x

Happy Halloween!!

                                                                           
XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess 



P.S. Remember to turn your clocks back.

Poodle Lady & Truffle Pigs

Cocaine Princess here. 

Poodle Lady {P.L.} was inside my house. She was sitting on my leather couch drinking a cup of tea and eating a croissant. How does this unfortunate event occur? Well my lovelies let’s rewind back to a bitterly cold day last week.


LAST WEEK:
 
My sister was in the kitchen icing cupcakes and I was on the couch watching TV: “Pirates Of The Caribbean 3" for the millionth time while kicking back with a Diet Dr. Pepper.

“Why does P.L.  have to come?” I asked.

“Because it’s her petition,” A replied.

By now you all should know about P.L. and her insane petitions. However her latest petition, all I can say is it’s quite possible she was having a rare lucid moment because it wasn’t all that insane.

BACKGROUND INFO:

A few years ago a housing developer bought some acres of land owned by a local in town. The land was filled with nothing but trees which meant that several hundred trees would have to be removed to make room for the houses. When news of this spread the regions environmentalists were angry and marched up to City Hall and demanded construction not take place. Some of these fanatics even chained themselves to the trees. It was the Developers VS. The Tree Huggers. Well, City Hall didn’t give a flying fig about saving some trees. They saw the town growing as a positive thing and sided with the developers.

POODLE LADY'S PETITION:

Another developer has recently entered into the picture and wants to clear yet several more acres to make room for a strip mall: a convenience store/gas bar, grocery store, hair salon, dollar store, LCBO, fast food restaurant, well you get the picture. The Petition Queen feels having a strip mall so close by will lower everyone’s property value and is dead set against it. She managed to gather quite a few signatures from the area. It’s actually the first time anyone in the area has seen eye to eye with her and once again the tree huggers are at it marching everyday with their signs: "HONK IF YOU LOVE MOTHER NATURE."

GETTING BACK TO THE CONVERSATION:

“Why did you have to go and volunteer our house?” I questioned.

“There was going to be another meeting with the parents anyways in regards to the school’s Christmas pageant so- ”

I cut her off mid sentence.

“Christmas Pageant? Good grief we haven’t even celebrated Halloween yet”

“The school calendar year goes very quickly. We have to plan ahead of time,” she explained.

“So what is this then? A Parent/Poodle Lady’s Petition Meeting?”

“I suppose you could call it that,” she answered.

“Are the other parents aware she’s going to be here or do you plan on surprising everyone by having her jump out of one of your cakes? Because I can honestly understand you not wanting to tell them ahead of time.”

I shuddered at the thought of P. L. popping out of a cake wearing nothing but a tiny sequence bikini, a fur boa around her neck and lipstick on her dentures, and I could certainly understand my sister not wanting to tell the others because then no one would show up.....which meant I would be stuck with her. Oh God! The horror of that thought made me panic so I asked:

“Please tell me the others all know?”

“Yes they all know she’s going to be here. Everyone believe it or not is taking an interest whether or not the strip mall should go up and each wants to hear what the other has to say.”

“They couldn’t have just emailed their opinions to each other? The petition is a waste of time,” I commented. 
AND HERE'S WHY:  Even if P.L. collected every single persons signature including every environmentalist in the entire region to protest against the developers, if City Hall wants a strip mall which they do, City Hall will get their strip mall. It’s pointless going up against them. They always, always side with the big developers. But hey, you still have to try and put up a fight, right?

“Can you please do me a favor?” my sister asked as she was taking out the second batch of cupcakes.

“Anything. Just name it,” I said back.

“When “XXXXXXXX” {my sister calls P.L. by her name} arrives can you please go without saying any snide remarks to her?”

“You didn’t let me finish, anything EXCEPT that.”

“I know you’re not fond of her-”

Again I cut her off mid sentence.

“That’s where you’re wrong. “NOT FOND” is a term I would not use when describing my feelings towards her. Here is how I would use that term:”

1. I am “NOT FOND” of seafood.

2. I am “NOT FOND” of cold weather.

3. I am “NOT FOND” when you force me to have a drinkie.

"Her, I simply don’t like. I intensely dislike her and what the hell here are two more words: incredibly annoying.”

“Can you please behave when she comes?”

After she uttered that sentence I nearly choked on my drink.

“What?” I asked.

“I said can you please behave when she comes.”

I was sitting so snuggly on the couch. I had found my comfy spot, had my favorite soft drink and best of all Johnny Depp was on TV but I knew this particular conversation would require me to get up off the couch and enter into the forbidden zone: AKA the kitchen.

“No, not WHAT as in WHAT I didn’t hear WHAT you said. It was the other WHAT as in I can’t believe you just said that,” I explained and as I did I couldn’t believe everything she had made: cupcakes, cookies, croissants, little sandwiches, mini pizzas, mac and cheese and she still wasn’t done.           

“Now that we’ve cleared that up can I count on you to behave or not?” She asked again while grabbing a bunch of little juice boxes from the pantry and moving them into the refrigerator to chill.

Will I Behave?: That question echoed over and over in my head.

“Look at me,” I requested.

And so did and said,

“You look cute darling.”

“Thank you but that’s not what I meant. Sometimes I honestly think you mistake me for one your students.....Will I behave? Sheesh!”

“I’ll rephrase it: Will you please be nice to her?”

“Why? I don’t see why I have to. This is my house and what about her snide little remarks to me and the creepy way she stares at me from head to toe.”

“It’s not as if I’m asking you to roll out the red carpet and break out the champagne. All I’m asking is for you to act hospitable towards her. Is that so hard?”

“Yes it is,” I replied. “Why don't you ask her that question: Will you behave?”

My sister let out a sigh and did the head shaking thing.
 
“Alright it’s seems like it’s going to be one of those days where I’m not going to be able to get through to you. There’s no point in discussing it anymore.”

“Fine,” I said back and plopped myself back down on the couch.


10 MINUTES

Miss Martha Stewart was still in the kitchen doing her thing. She was putting the final touches on the cupcakes by putting maraschino cherries on top of each one of them. I was still on the couch just drumming my fingers on one of the pillows I had in my laps. 10 minutes went by had neither of us had said a word to one another. It was one of those uncomfortable type of silences. I myself was feeling so uncomfortable that my comfy spot was no longer comfy. I tried focusing my attention back on the movie but wasn’t into anymore. I hate it when there’s any type of friction between my sister and I because it creates such an unpleasant feeling  inside of me that I get cranky and I remain that way until things are resolved between us.

I decided to get up and once again I re-entered the forbidden zone.

“How exactly am I suppose to be nice to someone I don’t like?” I questioned. “She’s not exactly innocent either you know. You ask that I refrain from saying any snide remarks to her but there’s a good reason for it. Have you ever heard her little remarks to me or her ridiculous questions and comments? Look what she did at the Breakfast Club. She told you I mouthed off to her which I never did and told me  she was going to report me for not doing my "duties." I’m surprised she didn’t start a petition to ban me from ever volunteering again.”

“Even if she had do you really think anyone would have taken her seriously?”

“You did! You practically scolded me out on the field and told me to be the bigger person, to act civil.”

“And that’s all I’m asking of you again,” she said back calmly.

“What if I don’t want to? Just once I’d like to be the little person.”

“You’re better than that darling so I know you won’t let me down.”

I groaned a little and said,

“Poodle Lady better not refuse to take off her shoes because if she does then her and that pooch of hers are outta here.”

“Don’t worry everyone knows about your “NO SHOE WEARING RULE.”

I took a second look at the spread she had made.

“You could have saved yourself some time and energy by having the food catered and gone to Tim Hortons to pick up the sweet goodies.”

“I’m well aware of that darling but I wanted to make everything.”

I was puzzled and asked her why. She didn’t give me a response.   

I noticed the bowl of chocolate frosting on the counter she had used on the  cupcakes....Hmm, I bet it would be fun to run my fingers along the rim. Not only would it be fun but yummy I thought. “A” caught me staring at the bowl.

“You know you want to, go ahead.”

“No I don’t want to,” I said back. But really I did.

All of a sudden a weird feeling came over me and within seconds the doorbell rang.
It wasn’t so much like the sound of a door bell ringing as it was the sound of doomsday ringing.

To Be Continued.........   

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I’ve had one of those weeks where I was so busy that I didn’t know whether I was coming or going so I’m happy to say:

My loyal and dear readers it’s finally Friday and I breath a sigh of relief that it is!

Whatever your plans are have a phenomenal weekend.-x

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

Hang Tight

Cocaine Princess here.

It's been one heck of a busy week for me so here is a rundown of the things I did, hang tight.
 

"SUNDAY" 

Every Sunday my sister and I have breakie together. She makes quite a delicious and fattening meal and stares at me to sure I eat every bite which is quite annoying. I would rather just have a bowl of cereal or drink a can of Slim Fast but it's only one day out of the week and it makes her happy. This past Sunday I had slept in until 1pm. {I had a  late Saturday night}. I came down the stairs, went into the kitchen and on the counter I saw a carton of eggs, Texas Toast Bread and a frying pan which meant she was making me French Toast but "A" wasn't in the kitchen. I called her name, no answer. I called her name again, still no answer. "Hmm, I hope she doesn't expect ME to make breakfast for her," I thought to myself.  All I could do was work with the bread and present to her cold buttered bread or toast.  Finally she appeared. She was in the basement getting something and didn't hear me calling her. I told her about my thought. She replied: "Darling I would never ask you to make toast for me." "Really?" I asked. "Really," she said back. "You might break a nail pushing the slider down and I don't want to run the risk of hearing about that for the rest of my life."  


She's quite thoughtful isn't she?


"MONDAY"

Monday was Thanksgiving and never in my life have I eaten so many pecans prepared in so many different ways: Pecan Pie, Pecan Tarts, Pecan Brownies, Vanilla and Pecan Ice Cream, Pecan Mousse and even chicken with a honey pecan glaze!! Before I left the house I popped a Godiva Pecan truffle which by the way was utterly delicious. Hmm, I wonder now if me eating that truffle set something in motion?


 "TUESDAY"

Tuesday could not come soon enough for me. I ate so much during the long weekend. I indulged in mostly sweet things including a couple of devil's food chocolate cupcakes with double fudge frosting which are literally impossible to stop eating after one. It felt good to get back on track with my workout.  

In the afternoon I went for a run wearing my wool hat because Mother Nature decided to unleash her wicked weather early, and my new mitts pictured below. Cute eh? They are part of the official Olympic gear for the upcoming winter games in Vancouver 2010.

After I completed my run around the neighborhood, as I was coming up the driveway one of the little lambs from next door came running towards me with exciting news to share. Unfortunately the hideous creature with four legs was with him. Yes I know I've said this at least a million plus times but damn! Damn that dog is an eyesore but at the same time you can't stop staring at it and think, is it a dog or some science experiment gone wrong? Anyways his "exciting news" SpongeBob Square Pants is getting married to Sandy Squirrel. Truth be told I don't watch SpongeBob but I am aware he is a yellow colored sponge who lives in a pineapple under the sea. I do however still sometimes watch "The Flintstones." In fact I caught an episode the other day: 


Does anyone recall this episode: The Kissing Burglar.



Getting back to SpongeBob walking down the aisle, I replied I too was excited upon hearing the news and was looking forward in watching the episode. He was eating a granola bar and asked if I wanted half. I told him no thank you. He paused and then asked in a very cheeky way if I had any donuts. I informed him the cleaning lady would be dropping by later in the week. I hope to God she doesn't bring by anymore incense sticks.

 
 
"WEDNESDAY"

I was awake pretty early and had a couple of things to do. I was done by the afternoon. When I returned home I plopped myself down on the couch, watched some TV while talking on the phone with Valentina. I barely moved a muscle.


"THURSDAY"
 
See Wednesday. 

There you have it my lovelies a recap of my week. I know what you're thinking: after such a long and exhausting week the Princess need a vaycay. 

Well I just may do that.

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My loyal and dear readers it's finally Friday!

Whatever your plans are have an outstanding weekend.-x

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

"Forget The Pies...."

Cocaine Princess here.

Sorry for the one post this week. It’s been one of those weeks where I've been very  busy.

This weekend marks the first long weekend of Autumn. So  precisely what is happening this Long Weekend? It’s Thanksgiving AKA Harvest Time. Yep it’s that time of year again up here my lovelies where we give thanks to all the big hearted farmers for providing us with a bountiful feast over the past year. This Monday most households will be feasting on Turkey as their main dish but not in my household. I don't like it. Fried Turkey, oven roasted turkey, baked turkey, however it’s prepared it doesn’t matter, I simply dislike the taste of the bird. Like every Thanksgiving my sister and I will be dining out and what is not up for debate is who will be selecting the restaurant. That job goes to moi.


Our cleaning lady was over the other day doing her thing and before she left she lit these apple cinnamon incense sticks. Presently {even as I blog this post} the entire main floor smells like a bakery selling nothing but apple pies. The smell is so strong it’s embedded into every piece of furniture and even into the carpets. My sister sprayed Fabreeze  but it didn't work. We opened up a couple of windows hoping the smell would break loose just a little bit. No such luck. We even tried lighting different scented candles. I don’t know where the hell cleaning lady bought her incense sticks from but the smell will not go away. It’s not like it's a bad odor but it’s just so incredibly potent that it’s apple-cinnamon, apple-cinnamon, apple-cinnamon 24/7!! We’re either just going to have to wait it out or hmm, perhaps we need chocolate ice cream scented incense sticks to fully complete the scent.

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For me Thanksgiving must include 2 things:


1}
FORGET THE PIES. BRING OUT THE TRUFFLES.

As you all know by now I have a sweet tooth so everyone of my festivities must include truffles.
 
Each season Godiva introduces seasonal flavors.I am pleased to announce this years Fall flavors are:

Pecan Pie Truffle
Black Raspberry Truffle
Cinnamon Pear Truffle {like I need more cinnamon, right?}

Here is a picture of the box. I have yet to taste them so I can’t really give my ruling. However I can give my opinion on the scent of the chocolates. Last night I got rid of the plastic, slid the ribbon  off, removed the lid and took a deep long whiff. Mmmm. The combined flavors of all the truffles called for a definite lip smacking. I managed to slide the ribbon back on perfectly.


2}
WATCHING HOLIDAY RELATED SPECIALS.


There are 4 DVDS I watch year after year during Thanksgiving Long Weekend. 

"A CHARLIE BROWN THANKSGIVING"

Who doesn’t love the lovable Peanuts gang? The gang gathers around the ping pong table covered by a table cloth as Chef Snoopy prepares a Thanksgiving meal consisting of:  

buttered toast
pretzels
ice cream sundaes
popcorn
jelly beans      

One of my favorite parts in the special is a conversation that takes place between Charlie Brown and Linus:

Charlie Brown: I can't cook a Thanksgiving dinner. All I can make is cold cereal and maybe toast.
                                  
Linus van Pelt: That's right. I've seen you make toast. 

{Speaking of Peanuts my sister picked this up for me the other day at a housewares specialty store. Isn’t is so cute? Can you see what's written at the top of the tin underneath where it says PEANUTS? It says: “GOOD GRIEF CAFE.”}

“GARFIELD THANKSGIVING”

The poor fat cat is put on a diet the day before Thanksgiving by Liz the vet whom Jon has a crush on.

Liz agrees to have dinner with Jon which doesn't sit too well for the orange fur ball. He destroys the scale and retaliates back at Jon by ruining the turkey.

All is not lost. Jon’s fun loving motorcycle riding Grandmama comes to the rescue.

“HOME FOR THE HOLIDAYS”

“After losing her job, making out with her soon to be ex-boss, and finding out that her daughter plans to spend Thanksgiving with her boyfriend, Claudia Larson {Holly Hunter} has to face spending the holiday with her family. She wonders if she can survive their crazy antics.”

“Children of the Corn”

I’m well aware this isn’t exactly a Thanksgiving themed movie. One Thanksgiving my sister invited me to watch Children of the Corn with her and convinced me it was a Thanksgiving movie. I was still little and I believed her. I don’t have to tell you how scared to death I was after watching it. At the time I didn’t fully understand the storyline, all I knew people were getting slaughtered one by one in a corn field. For months I couldn't eat corn or even look at it because I kept on freaking out. Ever since that day it just became kind of an odd tradition of watching the film every year during this time. 


Years later when I read the Stephen King novella {and understood the plot} I questioned "A" how she came to the ridiculous conclusion the movie was all about Thanksgiving? Her reply: "I was just having fun with you back then." 

She was quite the tormentor when I was little and unfortunately I was her one and only victim. 


While watching my “must see” Thanksgiving movies at the same time I will be savoring and appreciating each bite from my sinful delights with a nice glass of.....
 
7 UP.

What? Did you think I was going to say a nice glass of wine? Yes I do agree fine chocolates and fine wine do go hand in hand but my drinkie days as I have previously written are over and done with.....Well perhaps until New Year's. And yes perhaps truffles and 7 UP may not scream elegance but hey it works for me.



There is one more Thanksgiving must. Since the city has been declared a designated  tourist spot the malls are allowed to remain open so there’s a good possibility I’ll be swinging by one of them to make a purchase or two...or...three...or four....Well you get the picture. I've had a long week so I think I deserve a little rest and relaxation and for me that's shopping.

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My loyal and dear readers it's finally Friday!!

Whatever your plans are have a joyous weekend.-x

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess