Scrapin' the Bottom of the Old Frag Barrel

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I have no frags that are post worthy, let alone "spit and snort" worthy so maybe I shouldn't even DO a Friday Frag post this week.

Nah - - - I'm doin' one anyway.

You'll just have to grin and bear it.
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This is Fisherhubby's marriage motto.

Any of you who have been around this blog, or around us live and in person for more than 5 minutes can attest that it is true.

He found this on pinterest and proudly e-mailed it to me.  That's his love language.

See why I call him Gregory Farrell SNOT Broyles?
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Cute nails on cute girls.

(now THAT is a frag.)

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8:47 here and Fisherhubby is already snoring.

He thinks it's midnight.

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I love the snowy vista I can see through my patio doors.

I believe the Kings like it too.

We want more - - - maybe a little bit tomorrow - - - but NOTHING like the heapy gobs a lot of folks got this past week.

Sigh. 

I may be jealous.

And SOME who got it don't want it, 

Just how is THAT fair? 

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We woke up to a lovely hoar frost one morning.  If you look closely you'll even see it on the wires.
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That's ONE way to beautify the neighborhood!
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That's it.  That's all I've got this week.  

I promise, I'll try to have a more interesting life next week.

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Please hurry on over to Mrs. 4444's place 

To see all the other Friday Frags.

Most of them will not

Be Barrel-Scrapers like me.

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