Got my flu shot yesterday. Should have done so in October. I got sidetracked. But, better late than never. I even got the senior dose. Since I just had a bout of COVID I’m semi-protected on that front although the virus is proving highly adaptable with lots of mutations.

Did something yesterday I seldom do. Wrapped Christmas presents. Now, it’s not that I never wrap Christmas presents, it’s just that I procrastinate. Most years I would be wrapping on Christmas eve.

I’d be such a slug if left to my own devices, sitting home, reading, watching TV, piddling. But luckily, I’m covered up with friends who do things and often invite me along.

Kissed the kids goodbye yesterday and made the long drive home. I’ll see everyone again on the 23rd when we gather for the family Christmas.

It’s that time of year when memories seem to be the focus, especially for me. I made some yesterday.

In the early days of video cameras, when they weighed 20 pounds and occupied a large spot on your shoulder, I refused to participate.

I had about a week to remember what it was like in the early days of my marriage when space heaters were the thing, and nights were spent under mountains of quilts. It was a nice trip down memory lane, but I’m ready for my modern conveniences.

One of the things I appreciate about the task of this nearly daily blog, is the opportunity to adjust my psychic state as I start my day.

Every once in a while, you have to wrestle with the gods of the internet. I had my bout yesterday.

Wow. Simple task. Clearing space for the AC repair to get to the fan in the attic. Move a few things. Except one of the things is a little heavier than expected.

…life is full of little things that end--ball games, rounds of golf, songs, books, movies, meals, TV shows, relationships, concerts, the day, careers…

Here I am again, in Houston, babysitting the two little grandchildren. We had the place to ourselves last night. Their mother took the evening off to be with friends.

This new epoch of mine, the Guadalupian, which came to me after I reached the top of Guadalupe Peak last month is proving to be quite the thing.

Finished decorating the Christmas tree yesterday. Wrapped it with gold tinsel garland and hung the ornaments.

There are so many things rambling around in my head, I don’t know where to begin.

This past weekend was a weekend of doing. I ran hither and yon mostly in the pursuit of music and wine. A good combination if you have to chase something.

We’re into the bait and switch Texas weather season. People come down. Listen to music. Enjoy the weather. Decide to move here. They do it in June.

I hate to say anything before it happens, because sometimes talking about something before you do it dooms the plan to failure…

Driving in a driving-rain isn’t what you’d expect. First of all, a driving-rain isn’t a rain perfect for driving. It’s just the opposite.

The other weird thing that happened yesterday was a nice, weird thing. I was walking in the attic, retrieving Christmas decorations. I walked by a group of shelves I’ve walked by for years. Something red caught my eye.