|Shoo Fly pie and pumpkin too, no Apple Pan dowdy yet because I am the only one here who likes molasses.|
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.
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.|
National Novel Writing Month
All that glue must be hard on the cloth.