12/31/2020

I know we're all hoping and praying that

tonight will bring, not only an ending to

2020, but a new beginning in 2021 . . .

Literally and otherwise!

The logistics are there, tried and true, but

it doesn't mean we'll awaken to a plague

free world, or violence will have ended,

or all have secure jobs and happy families.

Must mean, somehow, that it's up to us

to make 2021 a better place to be. I don't

actually think I'm talking about New Year's

Resolutions . . . It's more about the DOING

rather than just the SAYING.

Donations to the tried and true? I don't 

think so. Certainly, wonderful charities

never have enough shekels . . . but, what

about the family down the street with

children and no jobs for six months? A

couple of bags of groceries on their

doorstep, perhaps? What about the old gal 

across the street who has had no visitors 

lo these many moons? Bet a sweet note

and a bundle of flowers would make her

day.

Yes, I want to be a better person in 2021,

but me thinks the important part is getting

off my ass and doing all that would actually

make me a better person . . .

heres to the doing

time to get down to business

enough of saying 

12/30/2020

Today awaits, with all its promise of  

plans and upcoming events. There will 

be the usual . . . the planning for New 

Year's Eve, cleaning house, laying in 

stores. Obviously, there can't be a proper 

celebration, the plague has seen to that . . . 

Nonetheless, it is customary to prepare 

for the upcoming year.

Tonight is a full moon, the Cold Moon,

as it happens. I like the idea that the 

year ends on a full moon and begins its

demise the following day. Significant

somehow. 

So, what's the meaning of all this? A

full moon, one year ending, another

soon to begin, resolutions to be made.

I do tend to read into things, so why

not make it work for me?!

That's me, always looking for that new

beginning to urge me onto bigger and

better things. Wish I didn't need them,

but why not use them when they come

around?!

So, tonight whilst I honor the full moon,

I will ponder this up and coming new

year and what I wish to achieve . . . 

Here's praying for the wisdom and strength 

to uphold my own promises . . .

lunar lady love

pray hear my plegarias 

send much needed strength

12/29/2020

"Within every woman there is a wild 

and natural creature, a powerful force,

filled with good instincts, passionate

creativity and ageless knowing. Her

name is Wild Woman, but she is an

endangered species."

~Clarissa Pinkola Estés

Boning up on my Clarissa Pinkola Estés

of late. I love her sense of passion and

urgency. Rather makes me want to get

my boots on. On the other hand, booting

up can easily tire me out to the point I

just want to sit back down again.

Still, she leaves me pondering; the new

year is upon us, after all. Not sure what

to ask . . . the age old, "Who do I want  

to be when I grow up?" Or, "What do I 

want to work on this year?"

As I'm beginning to lose hope with the

whole growing up bit, 'praps I'd better 

be thinking about what to work on. 

There's always the losing weight bit as

well as the cutting down on the drinks.

But, that's not the kind of work I'm

talking about. 

I want to be real, to be me, never any

cover up. I want to grow, grow every

day, and never give up . . .

so need my courage

this old dame learning to be

challenge after all

12/28/2020

Here's to those pesky 'in between days'.

A holiday sandwich if you will . . .

The bread, Christmas and New Years,

the filling, the days in between.

I find myself thinking I should clear up

the leftover x-mas mess . . . And then

I think, it'll just get messy again at New

Years. Better wait 'til after.

So, what to do with the 'tweeners' as I'm

wont to call them?! Thank you notes . . .

Right! I'll get right on that. Or, take the 

x-mas packages to the post office . . . 

You know, the ones you were too lazy 

to stand in line for an hour to send. Me 

thinks the cabin could do with a good 

clean; start the new year out right!

But, I'm too tired from the holidays!

Maybe those 'twixt and 'tween days are

meant for a sack out and rest period.

Watch those holiday movies you missed

whilst getting ready for x-mas. Snack on

the leftovers. Might be a good idea to 

face the new year rested!

need to get busy

wishing for some sack out time

do it tomorrow

12/27/2020

Interesting how we've only just had the

x-mas holidays and still one begins to

think about the new year. Guess there's

nothing wrong with that; lot's to think

about really!

Where do I go from here? What do I

want to accomplish next year? What

do I intend to strive for? Who do I 

want to be when I grow up? Does any

of this even matter?

Funny the thoughts that pop into one's

head when thinking about serious things.

Of course, all of this matters! I imagine

our choices are limited as the world

around us determine a great deal of the

outcomes. 

I'm not talking predestination, just those

pesky little deets like . . . "I can't decide

if I should go for groceries today or

tomorrow." And then you learn that

there's an accident in front of your home

at exactly the time you would have left.

So, here's to pondering . . . going to do

some thinking for a couple of days and

answer my own questions. I want, nay

NEED, for 2021 to be different from

2020.

its all about new

new year ideas chances

a new me perhaps

12/26/2020

Aa a child, Christmas Eve was for getting

our new undies. Christmas Day was for

that one special toy and eating the best

feast of the year. Then came the morning

of the day after, as it were.

We were expected to help with a bit of

Christmas clean up and we all enjoyed

the Christmas feast leftovers. But, the day

itself was spent playing with our new

toys.

New toys, new escenarios, imaginations

running high . . . can't get any better

than that. Now, as an elder, I love

experiencing that joy through the eyes

of the grandchildren. Rather adds to

the whole reminiscing thing!

Speaking of reminiscing, how do those

days of yesteryear apply to today?! Me

thinks for starters that we'd do well to

somehow keep hold of that childish jo.

It's such a shame that we tend to lose

it as we age.

So, here's wishing you joys, NOT joy.

I wish you the joy of living rather than

existing. I wish you the joy of love

rather than like. I wish you the joy of

sharing rather than having. Life, real

life, is here for the taking . . . let's do

some taking!!!

remember to live

loving me the gift of life

alas, we forget

12/25/2020 - Christmas Day

Me thinks everybody loves Christmas.

Well, maybe Scrooge would give it a

miss, but not likely anyone else.

I've loved watching our young families

in the midst of such joy. One of the gals

starts buying her gifts little by little right

after Thanksgiving. Talk about being in

the spirit!

The family invests in toys, and I do mean 

invests. Wow! They could run their own

toy store. You should watch the glee on

the faces of the grandchildren. I do find

it quite touching.

I find myself much moved by our uncle

in residence. He must have spent a month

of Sundays searching for those perfect

gifts. He's then great at explaining them

to the kids, putting the toys together

and playing with them afterwards.

For me, it's all in the watching. I feel a

part of the family, it's just that looking

on this amazing scene is quite moving.

There truly is love, joy, sharing, just

like it's supposed to be at Christmas.

merry merry us

so brings out the glee in me

love our family

12/24/2020

We were driving down the road, minding

our own business, when all of a sudden . . .

I spied a pizza joint. Me thinks I squealed

like little kid on a mission. My guy pulls 

up a bit sharply and says, "What the hell

is the matter?" 

When I suggested, nay demanded, that 

we pull on in, I'm not sure whether he 

was amused or annoyed! Bottom line, 

we went in and ordered . . . absolutely 

the best pizza  either one of us had ever

tasted. It can truly pay to go to those 

small unknown places . . . all under the

guise of being supportive, of course!

After the silence that ensues culinary

contentment, burning of the mouth, 

and consuming way too many slices, 

we fell into conversation about what 

had happened. We grinned, getting

a kick out of doing a bit of the crazy. 

I say, "Bring on the nuts!!!"

Bottom line, we decided we're going 

to do a whole lot more of that in the

near future. There's an old tavern on

the way to our daughter's . . . we've

always sworn we're going to stop

there. That may just be the next

installment; SPONTANEITY 2021!

spice up the dreary

try some naughty on for size

enjoyment ahoy

12/23/2020

I'll admit I've had some down days this

winter, even though winter has only just

begun. So, I turned to a wondrous book

a girlfriend of mine gave me, Fear Not. 

It's a sweet little tome, but what makes 

it rather beyond amazing is that she went

through the book and wrote comments

on almost every page. Example:

"You gain strength, courage and 

confidence by every experience 

in which you really stop to look

fear in the face. You are able to 

say to yourself, 'I have lived 

through this horror. I can take the 

next thing that comes along'. You

must do the thing you think you 

cannot do." ~Eleanor Roosevelt                                                                                                                   

"Your strength has gotten you 

through so much". ~Alice

I like the book and so appreciate the

much needed advice . . . but, it's her own

sweet words that cheer me every time!!!

Let's think outside the box when it comes

to presents this unbelievable 2020. Share 

a gift from your own home. Write a much

needed letter of encouragement. Bake 

something. Make that phone call you've 

been putting off for so long. 

No need to hit the mall! 'Tis that personal

touch that means so much just now.

whats under the tree

looking for encouragement 

pray its what i need

12/22/2020

Alas, 'tis morning of the day after . . .

and I awoke with sweet memories of

yesterday and the question, "What

happens now?"

At 7:00, we're off to the dealership to

spend 8 hours while they fix my car

in a recall. My bones are already sore

in the thinking of sitting around for

the requisite time.

I suggested we walk to our fave café

and drink margs all day. Somehow, my

guy didn't think that was a good idea.

Now, isn't this the same man that

opened a bottle of champagne at o' dark 

thirty yesterday morn by the fire? Gasps

aside, I'm glad there's someone in the 

family with their head on straight.

Sooooo, today is indeed the morning 

of the day after and life returns to what

passes for normal. 'Tis off to the dealer

we go, but we'll always have yesterday!

missing yesterday

morning of the day after

still have memories

p.s. I'll take another piece of yesterday,

please . . .

12/21/2020 Yule, Winter Solstice

Oh my God! Oh my God!! Oh my God!!!

At o' dark thirty this morning, my guy

awakens me and asks me to come down

stairs. Half stumbling around in the dark,

I had to comply. Magick was afoot after

all!

I sleepily wend my way down the stairs

and find a fire,  candles, and champagne!

As I truly awaken, he raises his glass to

me, to Yule, to the Winter Solstice. I know,

there is NOT another man in the Universe

his equal! 

Many think of Yule as just another  holiday

and a Pagan equivalent to Christmas. Rightly

known, Yule came first, a holiday to celebrate

the lengthening of days. What do I mean by

that? Today is the shortest day of the year!

This marks the beginning of the return of

light. 

Each day, from now on, will incrementally

elongate and begin that long journey into

Spring, three months from now. This truly

helps, especially feeling the way I do about 

Winter!

I raise my glass, salute my man . . . 

Let the light begin!!!

longing for the light

trudging through the cold the snow

pray bring down the light

12/20/2020

five four three two one . . .

swore

he

would never

hit her 

again

seems

he 

just couldn't

help himself

suffering 

at the hands

of his rage

this time

she's gone

murderer

*Dedicated to my sisters

suffering in silence

12/19/2020

Memory issues most interesting . . .

Obviously, I recall perfectly that I lost

approximately 17% of my memory when

I fainted and cracked my skull open at

o' dark 30 three years ago. But, this is

a tad different. Me thinks this is aging

at its best!

What I find a bit amusing is how my

guy and I spin off of each other with

the memory issues. It simply seems

that I recall what he has forgotten 

and he what I have left behind. You'd

laugh if you could see us taking turns

down memory lane.

He'll say, 'I don't remember where xyz

is.' and I'll tell him exactly where to go

and how to get there. Next time, I'm

clueless and he straightens me out just

perfectly. Can't help but wonder if the

gods matched us up in the whole sharing

of memory thing.

We get quite a kick at looking back at

when we had the same caregiver, dear

old Grandma Bruchner, at 3 and 4 years

of age. Shyest of friends in elementary, 

and our first kiss  at 14. Perhaps it was 

in the stars for us to bring our wondrous 

offspring into this dreary world and 

reconnect at 50.

Will wonders never cease . . . 21 years

together on January 1st. Wow!

sing me a sweet song

not certain ill remember

let the chords ring out

12/18/2020

I find it both interesting and hilarious

how we're retired and we still keep 

to that old working schedule . . .

Still shower at o' dark thirty, still go 

to bed early so I can get up and go 

to work, still observe all the holidays 

with their allotted breaks as if I were 

still teaching.

What's the issue here? Is it that habits 

are ingrained to the point that they 

can't be broken? Is it that it's easier to 

follow an old time honored schedule? 

Me thinks I'd better sign me up for  

a new me in 2021. Or if not new, 

perchance a bit of a makeover is 

warranted. Not bloody likely I'll

start going to the gym any time 

soon or eat a whole lot healthier.

Having said that,  I do want to add 

some spice to this interesting life 

I'm living.

Perhaps a couple of new recipes, 

an added piece to my all black

wardrobe, a short trip down south.

Bet these could count as a bit of

salt and pepper.

needs me a new dish

a bit tired of the old

ever so hungry

 

12/17/2020

Sooooo fun . . . my x-mas pressies arrived 

this a.m. from my man . . . oh such delight!

CDs from all his fave Country Western 

Singers; obviously, I've learned to enjoy

them nigh onto as much. After all, I did  

go to see Marty Robbins; I was barely 

weened from the breast!!! . . . not that I

was ever was breast fed . . .

Love me some Kenny Rodgers; so like

Waylon Jennings . . . long, lost relative

that he may be! So enjoy Charlie Pride

and much lament his recent passing. 

I could even summon up some well

mustered 'like' for John Denver though

I hated him for wife beating! Bottom

line, he got his in the end; isn't that 

enough?!

Every now and then, the gods grant one

an incredible morning like this one . . .

alas, there are women who will never,

ever know the glory of one's lover

inviting them to a fire, westerns, and

margs morning! What a guy! Can I

please keep him?!

music fire and margs

no better combination

come join the naughty

12/16/2020

X-mas vacay a la naughty . . .

It's actually kind of fun, living in a 

130 year old tiny, tiny cabin, on half

retirement, at 70 years old. Wow! 

Sooooo, we play with ideas, dig into 

non-existent funds and simply have fun!

And my guy and I know just how to 

have a good time with almost anything!

Grab a picnic and go to the park, take a

drive up the mountains, walk main street,

hit a second hand store for oddities, see

an old movie in bed with a glass of vino

in hand. All good fun and doesn't cost

an arm and a leg. 

I've always gotten a kick out of trying 

on small shoes for size. You can dance

just as well and it's not a problem. So, I

love reminding myself that hitting three

different restaurants for a three course

meal can be entertaining. Thee different

pubs on a trip to the mountains and just

one drink at each place; fun and cheap!

So no, not going to Europe anytime 

soon. Canada isn't an option just now,

nor is Mexico for that matter . . . but

we are going to enjoy those small 

bursts of flavor, no matter what. In 

fact, if you've a mind to, come and

join us at some point. I make a mean

Mexican meal and you can bring the

beer.

learning to enjoy

life at its absolute best

having so much fun

12/15/2020

My entire life I have loved reading.

There simply isn't anything like it.

The heft of the current read, the 

scent of both new and old pages, 

the adoration of a fave author, and

the anticipation one experiences as

the book comes to an end.

Another bit of fun comes when the

movie of a beloved book comes out.

Of course the movie can never, ever

live up to the book; that's a given!

Still, fun to compare and even bitch

about it a bit.

Then, once in a great while, there

are movies that actually live up to 

the books we love. That's a whole 

new kind of delicious. I always 

like to read the book first and then

take in the movie. Then in turn, 

I'm inspired to read the book all 

over again!

I pay homage to all phenomenal 

authors and bow to those who can

actually equate the book on film.

tell me a story

one i long to see and hear

joy in the pages

12/14/2020

As Christmas draws nigh, I am reminded

of certain practices my family had. For

one thing, we got one essential gift of

new undies and one fun gift, and that was

all. The fun gift for me was a new doll.

I was expected to give my old doll away. 

If my old doll wasn't kept as nice as the

new doll, then I had to give away the new

doll and keep the old. I really don't recall

ever having to give away my new doll,

but I knew the score.

I remember visiting a little girl to whom

I had gifted my old doll. The doll was

filthy, hairless and had been written on

with an ink pen. Being all of 5 or 6, I

was beyond stunned. I took the doll in

my arms and simply sobbed. The family

just looked at me, not understanding

what was going on with me.

It occurs to me, for all my trying to grow,

that we tend to be who we are from birth.

I haven't changed a great deal over the

years. I still like to take great care with

my treasures . . . as most adults do. I still

enjoy giving and sharing my treasures.

And, I imagine I'd be rather amazed if the

other person didn't love my treasures as

much as I did.

Aren't we all just the funniest creatures

E V E R !!!

just remembering

trees presents decor galore

feel a bit somber 

12/13/2020

It has been said, "That with which you

fill your mind, is who you will become."

I'm thinking! I'm thinking!

So, what do I read? I have a small library

of about 450 or 500 books on all things

spiritual. Pantheism, in different categories, 

dominates. This would be what I read for 

spiritual growth.

I also have a fictional library of roughly

7,000 books that, per se, are all about

intrigue. Add to that, my extensive DVD 

library is virtually the same . . . Is that 

nicely disguised for murder mysteries?!

In discussing nightmares of late, I got to

thinking . . . perhaps reading and watching

the mayhem of who done its, contributes

to my nightmares. Something to think

about. But, as I much enjoy mysteries, 

I really wouldn't want to give them up.

What a conundrum . . . but at least I'm

being honest with myself! And I would

say, as I spend several hours a day in

spiritual studies, me thinks enjoying 

a bit of intrigue brings a nice balance.

Bet I could talk myself into anything!

call an ace an ace 

tis just me being crazy

loony bins await

12/12/2020

Alas, a dose of reality . . .

We're all thinking that 2021 will magically

erase and replace this most difficult year

of 2020. In reality, no such thing is going

to happen. We'll go to bed on New Year's

Eve, perhaps even wake up a tad hung over.

Having said that, New Year's Day is simply

'the next day'!

If indeed any changes are to occur, they

need to come from us, from within, from

a desire for different outcomes. Change 

our outlooks, our actions, our patterns. I'm

making an effort trying to think out what

I want to keep and what I wish to discard.

Me thinks I'll keep my love, sometimes hate,

relationship with life. Same goes for the 

amazing joy I find in my children and besties.

Still want to have some fun with the delicious

side of retirement. (Pray forgive me, trying

to have a positive attitude here!) And please,

please God, let me stay healthy a tad longer!

Now comes bin time . . . so ready to let go

of a few more pounds. Need to lose that ole

negative attitude that sometimes creeps in.

Be a good idea if I could learn to live within

my means . . . may not be bloody likely

though! I suppose I'd be more than happy

to take my leave of those pesky secret sins.

Bottom line, the thing I would like most

would be to accept myself as I am . . .

as well as be a good sport about anything

2021 can bring.

so many questions

still learning all those lessons

much needs me some peace

12/11/2020

Me thinks what I most love about

retirement is the breaking of all the

rules . . .

When you're young, breaking the

rules probably means something a

bit different. Sneaking out of the 

house, illicit parties, smoking in

secret (cigs or MJ), making out in

the bushes, unprotected sex . . .

For us, it's ice cream for breakfast,

mid-morning margaritas, dessert

first, four meals a day, skipping

the house cleaning, going to bed

at 6:30 p.m. and getting up at 2:00

a.m. for watching fave movies and

other activities . . .

Looking square in the face of our

rebellion, looks like it's probably

a lot safer than the ole teenage

naughties! I'll have to see if I can

come up with a few more . . .

just color me bad

so enjoying my naughties

straight not an option

12/10/2020

Those bits of yesteryear floating to

the surface; I find myself missing

these pieces to the puzzle of my life . . .

– Daddy, hero of heroes! Still talk to 

him every day; swear, he's here with me.

– Sammy, little bro and cohort in crime.

I'm ever so glad he's at a much needed

and well deserved rest.

– Esther, great mom. Alas, me . . .

her nemesis. 

– First grade teacher, Mamie, recently 

lost to us. Much loved by all her kiddos. 

– Fellow teacher and one of my besties,

Doug. Miss his notes and music sharings.

– Sean Connery, my first love . . . 

and according to my guy, buried in the 

back yard.

These great losses, hard though they

may be, 'tis ever so wondrous that they 

are recalled in love.

perhaps gone in life

well remembered greatly missed

ever in my heart

12/09/2020

My moods don't

just swing - 

they bounce, pivot,

recoil, rebound,

oscillate, fluctuate

and occasionally

pirouette.

~oculusmundi

Me thinks this author has been

writing about me again! I used to

think of myself as a steady Eddie,

but in the sharing of myself, lo

these many years, it has become

apparent that I'm all over the place.

'Tis fascinating, amusing, scary, 

crazy, amazing, intriguing and a bit

beyond belief . . . this whole getting

to know me as an olde dame! Who

knew?! Trust me, clueless here!!!

Perhaps, it's our final assignment

to get to know ourselves before we

move onto whatever comes next.

I'm going to get right on this getting

to know me business . . .

"Hi! I'm Linda-Dale Jennings, and 

you? Really? ld? Now that's an

intriguing nickname. How did you

get that? Your cousin, Cathy, you

say?! Wow! Let's get acquainted!"

I did warn you; I'm a tad out there

in my elder years!

getting to know me

interesting savoir faire

have we met before

12/08/2020

Spent yesterday pm in line at the PO.

50 minutes . . . Part of the time I was

outside, six feet apart, and part of the

time inside. I was nearly fainting at

the end. The poor, overworked gal had

to bring me a chair. Umpteen packages 

and hundreds of shekels later, I was in

the car and thinking, "Surely, I'm 80

not 70! OK, 71 . . . "

So, back at packaging again today, I

have full intention of doing this next

year in NOVEMBER. Thank God,

the cards are out! Actually, I may just

do cards next year. I'm out of gifts to

share, shekels and especially energy.

'Tis time to remember what these

holidays are all about. From your

Christian beliefs to my Pantheist

creed, surely it's all about love and

sharing, family, friends and foe,

as well as neighbors, if you're lucky 

enough to have them.

Still, a lot of love and sharing going

on, does my heart good. I do regret 

it takes holidays for us to remember

what we're all about. Me thinks I'm

going to make an effort to honor my

creed months rather than weeks!

love this time of year

holiday spirit abounds

may it ever last 

12/07/2020

So loving the entwining scents that 

are currently surrounding us. Tea 

steeping on the stove, pine wafting 

from the living room, a minuscule 

whiff of smoke from the smoldering

fire, wax from the burning candles.

Scents and sense . . . wondrous!!!

My soul, flooded with memories, 

a kaleidoscope of familial joys and 

sorrows brought to the holiday table,

not to forget the taste of desolation

once the celebrations have ended. 

I love it all . . . weight gain from

holiday delicacies, the mess from

wrapping presents, the trips to the

post office for sending packages, 

disappointment countered by bliss 

and forget not that holiday cuppa 

hot, steamy and naughty. Salud!

I'm trying to remember, is this

what we refer to as holiday spirit?

I'm in . . . 

fave celebrations

loving me the holidays

mistletoe awaits

12/06/2020

Awaking from night terrors, shaking

so hard I'm afraid to go down the stairs.

What the hell?! Haven't I paid enough

for my sins already?! God in heaven,

such horror; where do I go from here?

Interesting, all the different stages one

goes through in life. I have my mom

to thank for the concept. I heard her

say again and again, 'It's only a stage;

it's only a stage.'  She may have begun

saying her adage in jest, but I think it

actually comforted her. Me thinks I 

need to adopt it.

Not to worry, I've lived through worse,

but I am curious as to where these

episodes, (affectations?!) come from.

No, I haven't been drinking. No drugs,

no strange foods, plenty of sleep . . .

Maybe, it's a subconscious fear of

dying. Who the hell knows . . .

live exist dream die

pray tell what is the meaning

paying for my sins

12/05/2020

Obviously, we are all assailed with

doubts from time to time. Doubts

about self-worth, what we've done

with our lives, accomplished or not.

What have our lives meant?!

And then, a visit to my firstborn . . .

Oh what a lovely lad! A beautifully

maintained home, art in the works,

wondrous conversation! An offer 

of drink and something to eat . . . 

and suddenly, all is well.

Realization that indeed I have done

something right, so right that naught

else can compare. How I thank the

on high for my children. They ne'er

disappoint and I am blest.

Why, oh why, these doubts? These

questions? How easily one forgets

that as long as life is within, all is

well . . .

yes necessary

sorrow needs be doesnt it

does comfort await

12/04/2020

Sometimes I get wrapped up in this 

notion of what it must be like to be

normal. Alas, has never happened

in my case.

Not to worry, I prefer myself as I am,

even as the fucked up mess I seem

to be. Having said that, I peek over

the fence from time to time, and do

wonder.

Amazing women, coping with life

as if it were no match for their skills.

Dressed to the nines, professional,

charging straight ahead with no

hesitation. I find myself wondering

what it must be like?!

I also recognize that I was indeed

this woman during my 41 years of

teaching. There was also the 'me

within' wondering who that woman

really was.

The term Libra comes to mind, an

actual fear that my scales will never

ever be balanced . . .

the woman i was

she will never be again

hello new lady

"I didn't belong as a kid, and that always

bothered me. If only I'd known that one

day my differentness would be an asset,

then my early life would have been much

easier." ~Bette Midler

12/03/2020

I heard a rumor once . . . 

When you grow older, you grow

'moreso' . . . And, here's me thinking 

that well may be the case.

Went to bed at 6:30 last night for no 

other reason than it had been a trying

day. Woke up about 1:30 a.m. and my

guy suggested we watch a movie. That

would have been weird enough, but 

then he slipped downstairs and came

back with margaritas! Got a kick out

of the movie, enjoyed the margs and

then went back to sleep and awoke

rested.

Sometimes we sit by the fire at odd

hours. We eat ice cream for breakfast

and granola for supper. We don't leave

the cabin for weeks on end and then

we'll take a drive just to enjoy the 

changing season beauty.

If reincarnation turns out to be true,

I want to come back retired and 70!

Am sooooo loving it . . .

work money bills kids 

so been waiting for aging

wanna dance with me

12/02/2020

Somewhere 'twixt and 'tween the plague,

the cold and snow, and my own laziness

when it comes to getting out, me thinks

I'm well on my way to becoming a hermit!

Truly, the cabin is a seductress! It's tiny

and cozy, wrapped up in fresh snow and

our lowest temp yet, 7 degrees. This

antique bed is still a bit too delish for 

me to leave it, but when I do, sitting in 

front of the fire might be a good idea.

Next to the fire place is a large window

through which we can watch those

winter birds that don't migrate. They

much enjoy the bird feeder and give us

a great view. Sun glistens through the

4 and 5 foot ice cycles as they slowly

drip away their existence.

I would be the first to acknowledge

that I have issues with Winter. Having

said that, today is so beautiful I could

almost forgive Mr. Sun for leaving us

for a while . . .

beauty in winter

its ever so cold just now

a high price to pay

12/01/2020

Like a little kid, I feared December

would never arrive . . . and I want

that child within to celebrate an

amazing month! . . . or maybe I'd

better say, the ADULT in me!

A month you say?! Just think, we 

have a new moon on the 14th. Let's

learn about and celebrate Saturnalia 

on the 17th. There's Yule eve on the

20th and Yule on the 21st. And a

fave holiday awaits with Christmas

eve on the 24th, x-mas on the 25th.

Kwanzaa on the 26th and our full

moon on the 30th . . . and wrapping

up in style . . . New Year's eve on

the 31st.

That looks like way much partying

and celebrating to me. We're going 

to all come out alkies if we're not 

careful. But, we have had a year 

from hell; LET'S GO FOR IT!!!

Here's wishing us all a December

to be remembered . . .

must be in a mood

just thinking partying here

wake me in the morn