While the cracked out Ottawa weather continues, I have become accustomed to fusing to my couch every evening after work. Yes, I am a self-defined couch junkie whose butt print is now permanently embedded in the middle of the right hand cushion. While I wait for the weather to sober up, poised in the same position on my green leather sofa, I keep entertained by watching the Totally Life Consuming network, commonly known as TLC.
I have no interest in the Jon and Kate fiasco or the couples that just keep poppin’ out kids because they can’t figure out this new fangled doohickey called birth control (18 Kids and Counting). No, I go straight for the good stuff.
Since there is no visible end to the dark, ominous clouds that hang over the city, I am settling in and looking forward to numerous sweet TLC Mondays.
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