Casey had a birthday last Friday, his 64th. I usually post something mushy about him, so if you are interested in knowing just how much I appreciate him read here and here and here ….just go check all the November archives!!!
This year’s celebration involved the traditional gifts of underwear and socks, but instead of a flannel shirt I found a shirt just like the one I gave him 10 or 15 years ago, the one that is really ragged now, though it pops into his clothing rotation every so once in a while. I don’t imagine he’ll actually toss the old one, but I can sneak it into the rag bag soon.
After piano lesson on Saturday, Olivia and Samantha came over to put the decorations on the tree for us…
I’ve been shopping and I still need to do more shopping and it’s awfully tiresome. I do make friends standing in line, and always chat up the cashier, so it has its fun moments. When I got down my Christmas-y clothes this year, it was sad and pathetic, so I’m on a quest for some Holiday togs. This week-end is Olivia’s Piano Recital at EMA and in just a week we’ll be flying into NYC for our Christmas celebration with the Jose’ Family, so I must have all my frocks in a row.
I’ve traced my genealogy about as far as I can go using the free library version of MyHeritage, so I decided to sign up for a 2-week free trial. It’s true that Ancestry has a larger database, but I see many of my family folks are on MyHeritage, so I think that’s the way to go. Except…I don’t have time for it right now. I think it’s going to make a great January hobby…
I’m within 1 book of meeting my goodreads challenge for the year, cruising through some old-time mysteries by the likes of Dorothy L. Sayers and Josephine Tey (thanks, Sippora!)
I managed to write for an hour every day in November, but I can’t brag about how much I accomplished. I’m stuck in the middle of the beginning of the Grandmother story, so I left it and did some editing of some old stories I’d forgotten about. I found a poem that I wrote on our trip to Brown County and it wasn’t too bad, so I fixed it to good. Overall, I think I’ve gotten a habit going…just in time to break it for Christmas..! I don’t think I’m good for routine much longer than 30 days anyway, so I really don’t mind at all…
Peace
Casey’s birthday must be November 30 and mine is December 1. Happy birthday to him from me. And so glad you picked up Josephine Tey. She was one of my favorites when I was reading mysteries. And of course, if you haven’t read ALL of Rex Stout, maybe start in 2019.
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Haha! I have read ALL of Rex Stout, started years ago when I was pregnant with my son. I was going to name my son Nero or Archie, but hubby objected. I have his entire series (isn’t it about 60 of them?) on my Nook—and not much else. He is the Gold Standard…. Oh, and December 1 seems like a great day to be born..!
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