I actually visited and commented on 26 blogs this evening. It is rainy and chilly and gloomy today, and there is a chance of some snow showers tonight. I have a cat sitting on my chest, purring, with his nose tucked under my chin. So I haven't any right to complain have I? Life is good as long as you have a cat on your chest, right?
Haven't felt much like writing here lately, but it'll come back to me I'm sure. All are well in my family. Thomas is working hard and back to a regular schedule following the topsy turvy of the holidays. Eler Beth is s l o w l y getting back into the swing of a regular schedule (but I may not have any hair left by the end of the week!). Andrew is having a hard time finding a decent part-time job to help pay his school expenses, but he's hanging in there, and we're not forsaking him. And I am here. Eler Beth is very proud of her new genuine pearls (that she didn't think she was getting until she was 13), and Andrew is very appreciative of his new data phone (unlimited texting and internet -- what more could a 19-year-old want!). My mother is well; my brother is fine, but has another surgery coming up soon; my sister P.J. was just given the local tax prep office to manage; my other sisters are fine; our young friends whose mother committed suicide have had a hard few months, but are hanging in there.
Don't you just love Dave Guard's voice singing that first song on my playlist? It sounds like whiskey sliding over ice, doesn't it?
I have a video for everyone to watch. This is Uncle Jay doing a wrap up of the year's news. Enjoy!