But! I'm still enjoying our Christmas tree. As in years past, we wait until Epiphany to take it down. Except for when we leave home, it's been staying on 24/7. I'm sure going to miss it!
Does anyone else spend time re-reading their prior year holiday posts? I'm been re-reading mine … more often than not, shaking my head.
What's new? Lots!
So relieved to have heard from the folks at UAB's valve clinic, Finally! We're to report early on January 15 for a full day of tests and consult before they -- hopefully -- green-light Tom for a TAVR. We'll drive up the day before and plan on spending a couple nights … because surrounding hotel rooms are reasonable (not!), and neither of us can see to drive that well after dark.
Normally, my "what-iffer" would be spinning, but the only stressor has been finding a kennel where both of us feel comfortable leaving the girls. I think we hit pay dirt this morning. This wasn't the fanciest but our instincts warmed to them right away. (Unlike the highest-rated facility where they refuse to let them board in the same suite. What's that all about?)
Remember Zeus the runaway horse Great Dane?
A few days ago Tom was playing in his workroom/shed when the dogs started going berserk. Then, a big head sticking through the fence.
"Red-neck" rigging!
Zeus' owners live on the other side of our next-door neighbor. It seems Z. took it on himself to first locate loose boards on one side of the neighbor's fence … then on ours. Admittedly, the boards along the south side weren't in the best shape. Our neighbor was supposed to work with Tom to rebuild, but hasn't been cooperative. I said, let's just sacrifice a few inches of our property line and hire a professional to come erect a new interior fence line. (Thankfully, Tom's on board with that.)
The next day I noticed an unusual hole … then another. And another. It seems armadillos have discovered the grubs in our yard are good eating.
 |
An example … Toto, I don't think we're in Arizona anymore.
They've done a number on more than half the back yard; but (knock wood) seem to have moved on. Just in case, when our pest-control guy comes out Monday afternoon I want to see what he has to offer.
Oh well, it's always something. Like momma used to say, things could always be worse.
It's the 'Roaring 20's' all over again … check your personality!
Safety check! Love y'all!
Hugs, Myra
|
