Have Yourself a Merry Christmas, or whatever melts your butter.

Shoo Fly pie and pumpkin too, no Apple Pan dowdy yet because I am the only one here who likes molasses.

 I love the fall, but I always sense my clothing getting tighter.  I don't think that they shrink in the heat. I think it is the cold that tightens the space between each thread.

Yep. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

After All I ran the weaving lab at Southern Oregon State College as an undergraduate, so you can trust me about those fiber arts.

 The Sky has been lovely here when we can see it, and obscured by (I love this term) and atmospheric river for most of the time! Flooding, mud slides, power outages. Yeah, business as usual.

And here it is time to celebrate the holidays already.  If you are one who hates being told Happy Holidays, skip this next line.

             Happy Holidays! 

  I love them, if you want to wish me a Merry Christmas, Happy Chanukah Blessed Eid, Happy Kwanzaa or  Happy Winter Solstice or whatever  melts your butter. Thank You.

I love my record of my life which the much ridiculed Christmas form letter has provided along with the annual photo card. I keep them in a binder but want to make a book for me.


Today I realized it is time to write the annual Christmas Card and take the Family picture as I have done every year since 1987 when my husband and I were Students in Beijing and I wrote and doodled it by hand.

I am very thankful now for the easiest record. What Year did I get Injured, When did we go to Your Mom's house last, How old were the kids when . . .? the questions are all answered in these and if the house burned I know the record is safe at my moms and some friends who tell me they keep them and treasure them too.

BTW, I love adding people to the mailing list when I make new friends but I never take people off so every year there is the smile at remembering a friend I saw every day 30 years ago but only hear from once every couple years now.

At the Christmas Tree lot.

One branch of my maple has turned red, the rest of the tree is still mostly green.

 The perk of living with rain, is that rainbows are frequent too.

 My family uses a lot of trees each year, the woodstove keeps us warm and keeps the house dry enough to avoid the mold which permeates the Pacific Northwest

 But the Christmas Tree warms the house in a whole different way.

 Ok, maybe there is one other reason that November saw my clothes getting tighter.  I did glue myself to the computer until I managed to Write 50, 000 words for a 
National Novel Writing Month
 WIN!

All that glue must be hard on the cloth.

but it means that Duffy Barkley is Not a Dog

and

Duffy Barkley: Seek Well 

should be joined by the third book in the series by the end of summer 2013

Reason enough to challenge the end of the world theory.