But before I do ...
* Seriously ... I've changed clothes 3 times today *
Despite today's 80* temp, all this rain called for a big crockpot of chili, so I got busy brewing. Smells divine!
🤔
Our Christmas was pleasantly low-key. After candlelight services, we came straight home where I unwrapped my box from Florida. Gal-pal Debbie's presents are usually guaranteed to make me chuckle. Tom, observing me tear the wrappings off a highly scented body-wash-in-a-sponge: "Does she think you stink?"
I swooned over her next package
... almost as cool as the burlap apron from son and DIL!
Pockets ... yay!
Is burlap the same as linen? The tag reads 100% linen, but I still feel a little like Eva Gabor on Green Acres.
Channeling my sweet mother, they also gave me a bottle of my (former) favorite perfume.
I guess, if anyone starts hoarding soap, I'll be all set.
Not realizing that Tom's doctor sent a spinal fusion stimulator, the kids gave him a TENS unit. Our home healthcare nurse assured me, it can be used on (almost) any part of the body.
After re-arranging furniture yesterday I'm ready to give it a test drive.
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I intended to post this yesterday, but was sidelined by several power outages and (more) absurd rainfall.
Thankfully, in between drops the new sofa was delivered.
Except, not two hours later Tom discovered a glitch with the auto foot lift. (Does anyone else remember their elders saying, "Just something else to go wrong!")
So glad we opted for the protection plan!
Anyway!
This is already far too wordy.
Time to wrap it up with my Word for 2022.
What I'm lacking -- have for a few years now -- is
Enthusiasm.
'Not sure how this will manifest itself, but I'm ready to take a chance on the possibilities.
Its high time I tell my Cautious.Careful.Color-inside-the-lines self to take a break.
So hard to realize our Flight 2021's nearing its final destination.
Sincerely, I want to wish all of you a safe and most blessed Holiday. Let's see what mischief awaits in 2022!
Hugs, Myra
