Why? Why not?...

hesitation, an

-ticipation, fascina

-tion. I just don't know.

Should I say "OOPS"?...

I skipped right over the beginning of the New Year.

We spent December 30 celebrating sister Ann's birthday.
Dinner, movie, shopping at Books A'Million. Much fun.

The next four days are mostly lost to me. I have foggy
memories of NyQuil, sticking tissues up my nostrils to
staunch the snotty flow while I slept, sneezing that made 
my head explode, coughing that splattered my lungs on 
the walls, more NyQuil, layers of flannel, chicken noodle
soup, really crazy dreams in bright, shiny color... and more
NyQuil. It was hell.

Today I'm feeling better. Almost human. Except it's
snowing, windy, temps are dropping into the teens,
and my Jeep won't hold a charge so I need to get it to
my favorite mechanic's shop soon.
Such is the life of a grown-up. Bah-humbug.

Happy New Year, anyway. Belated though it might be.

Merry Christmas...

nine days...

 ...until Christmas.

People will be busy finishing
their shopping for family
and friends.

Maybe they'll add a gift or donation for people they don't know.
Many people are nice like that.




Maybe they'll take time to reach out to some folks
they've been missing because the emails and phone calls
haven't happened in a while.
Everyone's life is busy. 


Maybe they'll come across
a box or an album full of old
photos of dear ones no longer
living.
The memories might bring a
tear but also a smile.


To my friends and family near and far,
may your Christmas be Merry and Bright.

a long list of thankfuls...

Happy Thanksgiving

every day, some way, somehow.