Turkey Days

     I hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving. Hopefully, like us, you felt freer than last year to gather with family and friends.

Philosophy and Pastrami

 

Who knew a pastrami Reuben could be the catalyst for thoughts on optimism versus denial?

Giving Thanks

As Thanksgiving approaches, I’ve found something to be truly grateful for.

Break out the handkerchiefs

 

Never mind those vees of geese overhead, or the furnace’s hum from the basement.

Motoring in the hills

It’s still fairly reasonable here, the temps in the 50s and 60s during the day, but the trees outside our windows have been telling another story.

Sticker Shock

 

Breaking my own rule of avoiding grocery stores on Saturday, I ran in yesterday to pick up milk and a few other things.

I can see clearly now

       One reason I fell in love with our last house was its many windows. Six in the living room alone, a big many-paned bay in the dining room, another in the kitchen. One reason I was happy to leave our last house was its many windows.

Prepping for the end times

Never mind toilet paper or paper towels (although if pressed, I will admit to, let’s say, a few rolls in the basement, no more than a week’s supply).

Timber!

This past weekend Mamie helped me tidy up the back yard a bit – cutting back the dead hosta, throwing out the browned chrysanthemums, clipping down the astilbe.

Inspiration

When I arrived at my Boomer low-impact aerobic class this morning, the gym was awash in balloons and cupcakes, not the sort of thing you expect to find where the whole idea is to reduce the jigglies, not add to them.

Myth of Feline Aloofness

My week with the grandboys went swimmingly.