Saturday, January 30, 2016

Sunday School

I am teaching Sunday School. Again.

When I was eighteen-years-old I began teaching the 3&4 year old Sunday School Class.i taught it from that age until I was twenty-six, at which time I stopped because my daughter was going to be my student and I decided it would be better for someone else to take it on at that point.

So then I had children, four in total, of my own, and felt as though I was teaching for a long time, only at home rather than in the Sunday School class. So I've been happily NOT teaching for many years now. But, with the need for teachers never ending at church these days, I have agreed to go back into the classroom.

There are a few noticeable differences in my latest foray into the world of Sunday School. I used to have no problem sitting on the floor with the children. Now I can't even manage to get out of those tiny little chairs in the classroom. I used to sing songs with the kids. Now I have to know how to use a CD player. We used to use flannel graph
stories but now I have a TV set with a remote control for using the DVD player. Instead of a calm, peaceful atmosphere with stories and crafts, it will be a high energy, noisy time. Times have changed. I'm trying to be up to the challenge.

Friday, January 29, 2016


Well the beautiful blue skies that we enjoyed all week have given way to clouds today and although there are pretty blue patches to find, the sun is subdued and the ground grayer today. The temperature is still well above freezing though, which means I could leave my winter coat at home when I went out to do errands this morning. I much prefer life without winter coats and only use them when it's 1) below freezing, 2) very windy, or 3) at night. Otherwise a sweater or jacket is more than enough for me and since I am constantly in and out of the car it's more comfortable. Sometimes just a pair of gloves is enough.

Tonight we go out for a lecture at Clinton Academy and I imagine I'll drag out my coat for that.  It will be chilly outside but cozy and warm inside where we'll sit with about 100 other people, learning about the history of our beautiful windmills here on the East End. I look forward to these lectures every year. I know it won'
t disappoint.

Thursday, January 28, 2016


The days are getting progressively longer now and it's becoming obvious. Where it as dark at 4:30 only two months ago, it's now after 5 before the lights go out completely. We are in the dead of winter, but moving toward spring.

The hope of Spring is what makes the coldest winter days bearable, and February is our passageway forward. I love the seasons, but always look forward to the coming one. I like to enjoy the moment,yet always look ahead to see what is to come.

I'm enjoying the light that comes in my front windows in the late afternoon because those are my hours to sit and do handwork. It's my way to relax at the end of the day, and it's easier in natural the longer the light stays, the more I get done. I like being productive in the winter months when there's no distraction from yard work or outdoor activities. This is our time inside and a little more light makes it last a little longer.

I'm loving the daylight.

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

No politics

I never make political statements. I am a total independent voter and vote for just as many republicans as I do democrats. I would be willing to bet that if I went back forty years I would fix I had voted for each party about 50 percent of the time. So I can honestly say that my intense feelings for Donald Trump have nothing to do with the fact that he's a republican.

No I dislike Trump for other reasons, like the fact that he's an ego maniacal blowhard who is obnoxious at best. Living in NY means we've had plenty of experience it's him over the years-he's in the press plenty round here. I understand why he appeals to people who are draw to his un-political persona and bunt way of saying things. But honestly, he is not a good person.

So...I am especially amused by this recent dust-up with reporter Megyn Kelly. Because he is every bit like the school yard bully that someone finally hauls off and hits and he goes running off crying to the teacher. Poor thing. He can't handle this smart woman challenging him. And it exposes him for exactly what he is: a chauvinistic ego maniac who is close to taking his ball and running home. It can't happen soon enough for me.

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Winter sun

It's another beautiful sunny day here in East Hampton. I left the house at 7:00 for Southampton and it was already 40 degrees outside. The roads are wet from melting snow and the sidewalks are nice and clear, but I had to walk along the street when I arrived at my destination until I could find a break in the snow bank to cross to the sidewalk.

But the sun is bright, there is nary a cloud in the sky, and it's a beautiful blue. Winter can be so pretty here on the east end.

The day isn't over yet, and the rest of the week is supposed to be lovely too, so I don't think ice will be a problem. Last year it seemed as though we could never get out of the deep freeze, but by the weekend I'm hoping the snow will be gone. We can only hope that this year will make 2015 nothing more than a bad memory...

Monday, January 25, 2016


y granddaughters (who are twins) are three-years-old now and they always look adorable.  They are always in matching dresses and they have lots of them. But it makes me realize how lazy, Ned poor, I s hen my own girls were small. Because the only time they wore dresses was when we went to church.

The thing about dresses is that you must pair them with tights, especially in the winter when its cold out. On really cold days I had heavy cable knit tights for them on Sunday's. And the thing about tights is, they aren't cheap, and little girls who are playing tend to rip them.

My favorite togs for my kids were Oshgosh overalls. They were as sturdy as anything and they were adjustable so one pair could fit them for a long time.  The straps could be shortened or lengthened, Ned the bottoms could be rolled up, and it wasn't unusual for them to be worn by one of my kids for two years and then passed down again and again. They were practically indestructible. perhaps they are in some hazardous waste site now, I have no idea. I passed them down to nieces and nephews years ago.

I even remember patching knees in overalls too sometimes. Do preens even know you can patch things to make them last longer? Well, times change, that's for sure. But I will always be an Oshgosh fan. This I know!

Sunday, January 24, 2016

Morning after

As is usually the case following a storm, we woke to a beautiful, sunny day today. We were outside about 7:30 just as the sun was coming through the trees, lighting up the snow like a field of diamonds. Everything sparkled in every direction and the world looks absolutely magical.

Nothing transforms everything round the way a snowstorm does. It covers all the dirt, the brown grass, the messy stuff everywhere around and makes it clean and sparkling. The sun is bouncing off every surface and even inside the house the light is blinding. Across the street the field is full of snowballs created by the wind overnight. It looks as though the deer were playing together, a pick-up game of soccer perhaps.

We'll be heading out soon to see if we can find an open church to attend. I'll take my camera with me. And say a little prayer of thanks for being alive to see this wonderful day.

Saturday, January 23, 2016


This is the best possible time to have a blizzard. It's the weekend, so nobody is out trying to get to work, there is no hurry to get clean-up started, and we have lots of food in the house. Tomorrow the sun will come out and we'll have a whole day to clean off cars and get the driveway cleared. And it is BEAUTIFUL outside.

There is nothing quite as lovely as freshly fallen snow, when it's still hanging on tightly to every little reach and outlining each with clean, fresh, white. It doesn't take long once the sun comes out for those branches to release their heavy coatings and clumps of snow will fall unceremoniously to the ground, no longer falling in flakes and blowing round in swirling curlicues. But now the trees and bushes are burdened with the weight of the icy precipitation.

Today we let the weather rant outside our windows, howling and carrying on like a child having a temper tantrum. And the world likewise is held at by. We don't think about our schedules or our responsibilities, we just rest. And I don't mind that at all.

Friday, January 22, 2016


I've enjoyed having an iPad, which was a gift a couple Christmases ago. Its a nice small size, easy to travel with, and convenient to keep by my couch in the living room for quick access to the internet when the home office (which is out on the sun porch) is too cold or dark for sitting at the desk and using the desktop. But this year I received a new laptop from my husband for Christmas and I've finally gotten around to using it. Gratefully so.

One of the problems with the iPad is that the keyboard is slow to manage. It takes longer and is more difficult to type on the keyboard of the iPad, and typos are much more common. The spellcheck is also ridiculous, changing simple words that are not mis-typed into things with completely different meanings, often missed by me if I'm in a hurry and don't take the time to proof read. Sometimes when I go back and look at old blogs I've been chagrined at the mistakes.

So now I have this new laptop and I'm adjusting to yet another new keyboard and layout, but I think this one might be the best one yet. Other than my desktop, this one is really great. It certainly is the best laptop I've had and I have no doubt it will soon take over as my go-to computer word processor. Perhaps my sad typing skills will be less obvious from now on. We shall see!

Now...about that iPad....

Thursday, January 21, 2016

American Tail

I have a sick granddaughter
here at me house today and I put an old movie on for her to watch. It's been so many years since I watched this movie-since my own children were young-that I'd forgotten so much of the details. It's called "An American Tail". In fact, as the opening credits were rolling I saw that it was a Steven Spielberg production. Who knew?

Instead of a simple animated story about a bunch mice, turns out it's a complicated story about immigration, persecution, heartache, longing, loss, adventure, and finally, family and love. There is much more to it than one might expect on first blush.

It also struck me as a very timely "tale" for today. Because it seems as though some things don't change all that much here in America. An American tale indeed.

Wednesday, January 20, 2016


Wednesday's have become one of my favorite days of the week. Since I left my part time job at the church last May, Wednesday's have become my "free day" most weeks, and I love having a day to get things done around my house. This morning I've gotten in a long walk, done the grocery shopping, paid some bills, filed some things on my desk, studied some resumes for a search committee I sit on, and sewn a label in to the prayer shawl I'm going to run up to the church in a few minutes. This afternoon I'll be studying the material for the Sunday School class I begin teaching this week, looking through the material for this summer's vacation bible school (yes-we need to begin planning now!), and starting a sewing project. I feel as though I accomplish a lot on most Wednesday's, probably because I'm not spending an hour or more on the road, as I do on many days. Somehow all the road time tends to eat up my days in an annoying way.

So now my Wednesday is half over and I'll need to wait a week for another one. But...with a snow storm coming....Saturday may be a great day to get things done too. Nothing like a good storm day to keep us close to home! And Saturday is the perfect day for it, giving us two days to shovel out before the responsibilities return on Monday morning.

Bring on the snow!

Tuesday, January 19, 2016


We are in the deep freeze right now. Single digit wind chills when I left the house this morning and not much better now. The wind bites into your face when it hits and lifts your scarf off your shoulders, blowing it around and whipping it into your face.

I don't want to sound like a Pollyanna here, but honestly I don't mind it. I walked out of the house this morning and that wind hit me and my reaction was "wow-it's good to be alive!" Coincidentally I was going for my annual,mammogram this morning. Perhaps that was enough of a reminder of life's fragility to make me welcome the reminder. The reminder of how quickly things change is not needed for me. It's never far from my mind.

So I enjoyed the wind and the cold this morning. I took it in and let it warm my heart at the memory that I m lucky to be here. And determined to treasure the gift that this day is. Bring on the deep freeze. I'll enjoy it!

Monday, January 18, 2016

Abraham, Martin, and John

When I was young the country was kind of crazy. When I think about it I realize what a different place it was all those years ago. It seems like yesterday to me, but really it was long ago and a place most young adults today would never recognize.

I was in the sixth grade when John Kennedy was killed. Within a few years we saw Bobby Kennedy killed, and of course, Martin Luther King killed as well. It was like an epidemic of assassinations of high profile people. The country reeled from the loss of important leaders, the rise in violence, and the realization that hatred ran deep in this place we thought was so strong, and so perfect. It was a time of great turmoil and the questioning of our fiber as a nation. Remember the song about it? "Has anybody here seen my good friend Martin? Can you tell me where he's gone? He freed a lot of people but the good they die young? I just looked around and he was gone." Abraham Lincoln, Martin Luther King, and John Kennedy, and Bobby too. All gone.

It's even more remarkable when I think back on it. At the time it seemed like normal life to me, the riots and the marches and the assassinations, because it's all I knew as a young person coming of age during the turbulent 1960's. But now I think it's rather amazing we survived it. I guess we are stronger than even we realize sometimes.

Losing Martin Luther King was a blow but it was a wake-up call for the nation-a piece of the puzzle we needed to solve. We're still working it all out, but we are making progress, plodding along in the right direction, but longing to hurry a little.

Sunday, January 17, 2016


Its snowing today. Not anything of significance, but light snow showers that look very pretty coming down, immediately melt on the windshield of the car, and don't stick to the ground.

It certainly is cold enough to have significant snow if there were moisture to support it, but nothing seems to be in the near future. Temperatures are low today and it feels like winter. I'm perfectly content to sit in my living room with the fireplace on, spending a lazy Sunday afternoon inside my warm house. It even looks cold out there. I'm home for the day now and happy not to have to leave again until tomorrow. It's only 4:15 but it's already dark and sinister looking out there.

It is the depths of winter now, the middle of January and the darkness has descended. Most Chrustmas decorations are out away, which means the lighta have been turned off and stored, and we are looking forward to Spring.

But there are joys to be had in the winter, and there are weeks of it to go, so we may as well dig in and find the pleasure. The snow is pretty. And the fireplace warm. There is plenty to be thankful for right here, right now. And I am.

Saturday, January 16, 2016

Peggy Sue

I was looking through the channels today and came across a favorite old movie I had to stop and watch. There is so much in that movie that touches my heart.

If you've never seen "Peggy Sue Got Married" make a point of doing it. The story is kind of silly, but there are such touching moments throughout it. It's about a woman attending her twenty-fifth high school reunion. She passes out and wakes up back in time, actually in high school. The first touching moment is when she walks into her childhood home. Every detail of the house strikes her. I watch it thinking how great it would be to actually be able to walk into my own home as it was back in the 1960s. If I think about it now, I can even remember the smell of my room, the kitchen, the living room. I can see the color of the walls, the wallpaper, the carpets. Even the posters I hung on my bedroom wall.

I love the way she looks at her mother, seeing for the first time the beautiful woman she had been. And when she picks up the phone in one scene and hears her grandmother's voice on the other end, the look on her face says it all. What would any of us give to hear one of our grandparents voices again?

Well, it's a real fantasy in many ways, this movie. Just thinking about my high school years and my family back then-siblings, grandparents, parents-and realizing how amazing it would be to have the opportunity to go back and change some things we wish we had done better (like Peggy Sue hugging her little sister and telling her how she wants to be closer to her)'s a really interesting movie. I recommend it if you're ever in the mood to take a trip down memory lane....

Friday, January 15, 2016

Old friends

It's always interesting to me how our old memories stay so sharp in our minds. I may have trouble remembering what I walked into the room for, but I can recall every word to the song we sang in our fifth grade musical at school. Weird!

I think about this today because it's the birthday of an old friend. We first met when I was in the 5th grade and we remained friends for a very long time. She no longer lives near me so we don't see each other anymore, but every January 15th I think about her.

Today is her birthday. We celebrated many birthdays together through the years, and some of them I remember very well. Especially the ones during our high school years. And you just don't forget the things that were important to you back in the day. I regret that I can no longer celebrate with her, for old times sake, and in fact have lost contact with her so if I wanted to I wouldn't be able to send her a card. But the fact of the matter is, whether she knows it or not, she's always in my heart and I miss her. Especially on her birthday.

Thursday, January 14, 2016

Winter sun

Well the wind has died down a bit, although there are still some gusts out there. The sun is shining again and it's a beautiful day, and I have nothing pressing on my schedule, so I'm getting a lot done at home. I've been cooking and cleaning, and taking regular breaks to read The Star, collect the mail, and check the Internet. I love this kind of day and after the hectic and busy holidays it seems like vacation.

I always said its a good thing I enjoy little vacations at home, because we've not traditionally taken travel vacations every year. For so many years it just wasn't in the cards financially, and now it's just our life. We are generally content to be at home. Of course there are many places I've wanted to explore in my life, like the Great Wall of China, the cliff dwelling city of Machu Pichu, and the great pyramids of Egypt. But as life passes and age creeps in, it seems less and less likely that I'll ever see those far-flung locales in person, and I guess I've come to accept that my life has been full and happy without those adventures. I don't long for them anymore the way I used to. Life has been an adventure in itself, and I've been blessed with things some people might envy, like children and grandchildren, so I am able to keep my perspective. Instead of collecting great artwork, which would have been fun, I have a collection of hand made pinch pots from grade school children that brought them lovingly home to me many years ago. They are my treasures.

And so, the lovely, sunny days of winter are perfect for thinking about the things of life, aren't they? At least for me they are...

Wednesday, January 13, 2016


Tthe wind is howling out there today, making an otherwise sunny, brisk day a bit unbearable.

The sky is beautiful today. Looking out the window is deceiving because it looks so pretty out there. I never mind the cold because I bundle up and can be comfortable regardless of the temperature. But the wind? It's pretty hard to guard against that. It bites into your face and stings like crazy. Even wrapping scarves around my face doesn't completely cover it, and that gets to be awkward anyway. After all, we do need to see where we're going.

My two gripes about winter are wind and ice. I could do without either of those. But of course, they come with the season and we must endure.

Besides, irs only a few weeks now until Spring. And I do love Spring! In fact, as much as I like all the seasons, I wouldn't mind extended both Spring and Fall be a few weeks and reducing Summer and Winter to about a month each. A month or two would do. Too bad I'm not in charge...

Tuesday, January 12, 2016


Tonight is the first forecast for snow. We had a few flakes once this year, but not a real "forecast" of any accumulation. And this snow that's forecast is largely going to happen north of us, with our area only expecting what the meteorologist call "a dusting". So I don't expect to get up and see any significant accumulation when I get up in the morning. But then again, we never know about these things until they actually happen. Weather is still an inexact science. It's pretty accurate most of the time, but the rain/snow line is always an educated guess. I don't bet on it, ever. But I do trust the experts most of the time.

I would not be sorry to see snow in the ground in the morning, as long as it isn't enough to keep me from getting out of the house when necessary. I love the way snow looks, covering the world in white. I look forward to seeing winter arrive in the truest sense. I also like the snow to melt quickly and be gone within a day or two.

Call me crazy, but it is January. It's time for a little fluffy white stuff to arrive.

Monday, January 11, 2016


I find myself with an unexpected free day today. Yippee!

My normal Monday obligation disappeared and suddenly I am free to do whatever I want all day today. Of course, that doesn't mean I'll be reading my new book, or cleaning the house. But I already have a list of errands I can get done. And for sure I will make a point of stopping in at a few stores in the village that have "sale" signs in the Windows, because that's the only time I can shop in most of the local shops, when those signs go up. I love buying high quality goods for bargain prices and if you shop carefully here, you can do that. I may score big today in that area.

I love having a free and easy day, without having to follow a strict schedule and running from one meeting to another. This day is a gift and I intend to enjoy every minute of it.

It's even better than a snow day...

Sunday, January 10, 2016

Rainy Sunday

Well it's a rainy Sunday today-the kid of day many people like to stay in bed to read the papers or watch tv all morning. It's never been our style.

When we first married I was a late sleeper. I could stay in bed until 10 am with no problem on my day off. But then I married an early riser. When your partner is up early it's hard to stay in bed-the whole guilt thing sets in. Besides, what's the point of staying up late and sleeping in late alone? Then, we had all those children. Once you have children there's no such thing as sleeping in. Kids don't care what the clock says, when the sun rises, so do they. And then, they start going to school, which means up and out of the house early every day. So....sleeping in never seemed to be an option.

Even Sunday was never a sleeping in day. I have the opinion that God doesn't require all that much of us, and if one day a week I get up and go to church, it's a small way to show my gratitude for all my many blessings. So Sunday is church day. It is the one day I often stay in bed until 8 though, which I'd pretty much sleeping in for me. I don't think I could sleep later than that if I tried.

The idea of staying in bed late just to snuggle with my beloved is appealing though. Sadly he jumps out every morning before that can happen. Maybe it will be different with my next

Saturday, January 9, 2016


One of my favorite things about the months of January and February is the simple evenings with friends. There's something about the dark, chilly months that bring us together in such an intimate way.

Tonight, for instance, we're having four people in for dinner and I'm looking forward to the conversation over wine and food, cozy in our warm house, enjoying the company of interesting people. I try as often as possible to have people in, always keeping the menu simple and easy, but enjoying the opportunity to put out pretty flowers and light candles during these long winter nights.

This morning I ran out and picked up some red tulips and white daisies at the local grocery store, which I brought home to put together for a cheery centerpiece. Those, along with the red and white table settings, look bright and pretty on this January day, and I'm already anticipating the laughter and  camaraderie to come.

Winter is made for family and friendships. We need each other for warmth in more ways than one, and depend on neighbors to keep us from the isolation that comes with darkness. I like these months. And entertaining is just one of the reasons why.

Friday, January 8, 2016

Down time

Today is a down day. They don't happen often for me, so I am fully taking advantage. I have a long list of things I want to do. As opposed to needing to do. I am tackling my want list.

My lifestyle is unusual because I don't work a normal 9-5 job, but I'm very busy working at all different times. I have meetings, I have to sign vouchers, I do volunteer work, I babysit-I just have things everyday, but it's just not s regular schedule. And days like today are very rare.

I've been sitting on my couch, watching television and playing with my iPad, thinking I really ought to get up and get something done. Because I do have a list. But no schedule. And that makes all the difference.

It's going to be a very nice day.

Thursday, January 7, 2016

Kid time

We had some one-on-one kid time with Piper today and I loved it. I was reminded of how much I enjoyed it when my own kids were young and I managed to get them off by themselves.

Kids are really very different when they're alone with adults. They seem to blossom at the opportunity to be the only one vying for attention. Whether it's baking cookies or watching a movie, they love it. Today we had popcorn and watched a movie together, then played some dominoes before her father arrived. With no other kids around we were able to talk about school, make snacks, and cuddle on the couch. It was great.

I remember happily driving one of my kids to wherever they had to be, just because it meant a few minutes in the car alone to talk. In a big family it doesn't happen all that often. And with ten grandchildren it's even rarer now. So today was a special treat.

Wednesday, January 6, 2016


The weather this week is what they describe as "seasonal". In January that's another term for "cold". And I'm enjoying it.

I love being under the down comforter with the bedroom window open. The cold, crisp fresh air tickles my nose but I'm warm and cozy in my winter bed. The only down side is that it's harder to get up and out in the morning because it's just so comfy in bed.

I love the bracing cold air that hits me in the face when I walk out the back door while it's still dark, heading into the village for my morning walk. I can walk at a nice fast pace and never feel the sweat dripping down my face, like it does during the warmer months. I need to cover my ears and hands against the cold air, but under my warm sweatshirt I'm warm and sweaty, getting in a good work out before the sun breaks the horizon.

I love the comfort of my living room with the gas fireplace throwing out nice warm air, me cuddled up on the couch with a blanket and remote at hand.

January has its challenges, ice and snow among them. But I am blessed to have a warm house and good company to ward off the chills that come with this page on the calendar.

It's seasonally cold and I honestly don't mind at the moment.

Tuesday, January 5, 2016

Back in

Yep-we are right back into the routine now.

Somehow the holidays seemed to last a really long time this year. I think it's because both were on Fridays, meaning they really began mid-day on Thursday. And then Saturday and Sunday followed, which made them nicely stretched out. With a four day work week in between. There are many years when we head right back to work the next day. In fact, we'll lose another long weekend opportunity next Christmas when you might expect the holiday to fall on Saturday, giving us Sunday to recuperate. Sadly, that won't happen as we have a leap year this year and therefore both Christmas and New Years will fall on Sundays, meaning....back to work Monday! So we get cheated a little this coming December.

Well in any case, today felt like regular business and clearly the holidays are over. I refuse to turn off the outdoor Christmas lights just yet though. In these, the darkest days of winter, we need a little holiday cheer.

Monday, January 4, 2016


There's no question we're into winter now, and with the holidays over I find I just want to inhabit winter completely. I want to curl up with a good book, play games around the dining room table, drink hot chocolate, have friends over for dinner, and make chili and pot roast. I am in a winter state-of-mind.

Yesterday was a beautiful day, with the sun shining and the town quiet. But it was just cold enough that once I got home from church I really didn't want to do another thing.  I wanted to sit on my couch and cocoon all afternoon. If I'd had my way I would have been eating cookies and drinking a hot toddy. It's just winter. And I am happy to have it.

The thing about winter is it takes the pressure out of getting stuff done. It makes it "OK" to read the Sunday papers all day. It makes it enviable to relax and enjoy doing nothing at all.

Yep-it's winter now, both on the calendar and in my head. And that's not a bad place to be.

Sunday, January 3, 2016


This morning we drove down to the Springs firehouse to take advantage of their Sunday morning breakfasts which have just started up again. They do these throughout the year, taking a few months off here and there, but it's taken us forever to get down there. It was worth the effort.

We could choose between eggs or pancakes, bacon or sausage, or all of them if we wanted. Each plate came with hash browns and there was juice and coffee to drink. Undoubtedly the Best Buy on the midway, as they say.

But the real joy of breakfast at the firehouse was the sense of community it provided. We said hello to lots of familiar faces and had conversations with a few friends. We even took the kids to see the fire trucks before taking them home.

This is small town America at its best. I love East Hampton...

Saturday, January 2, 2016


This really felt like the start of a new year today.

Yesterday we went to the movies and spent time with family-a real day off. But today we buckled down and got to work. There are many "cleaning out" projects to be done, and we started a few of them. I changed out the new cover and shams in the guest room. I cleaned out three drawers, a storage cabinet, and the medicine cabinet in my bathroom, resulting in three heavy bags to go to the dump. (Who knew old cosmetics weighed so much?)

We made a trip to K Mart for some new pillows, making stops at CVS and Citarella along the way. Then I started a pot of soup, using the ham bone I'd put into the freezer over the holidays. While it was simmering I cleaned off my desk, which had become covered with bills and other things over the past few very busy weeks.

If feels good to clean out and throw out and get things in order. And a brand new year calls for nice clean slates. Today was a good start, but there is much more to get done....

Friday, January 1, 2016


Wishing everyone a healthy and happy new year, but knowing for all of us it will hold good and bad, happy and sad, because such is the stuff of life. And life is good. Don't take a minute of it for granted....