Friday Again

Yowsa! Where did this week go? It is the day we all anticipate with glee---filing fragments and linking up with Mrs. 4444 at Half Past Kissin' Time.

Birthday remnants: We finally had weather suitable for travel to a fine restaurant to celebrate my birthday with an excellent meal. I left the bread basket alone to make room for a margarita,( love those limes for avoiding scurvy), shrimp tempura, linguine with clam sauce, and a tasty dessert. I sort of split the dessert with Good Guy, but he didn't eat half by a long shot. It was all delicious and the service was wonderful!

Yooper remnants: Yesterday I posted a video someone took of our town. It depicts a very small rural town in its selective choice of views to include. Of course, if it showed Wal-mart, K Mart, Shopko, Wendy's, Arby's, Home Depot, etc.--it would look like every other town in America.

But, the town and environs have a about 20,000 people rather than the 2,000 you might expect from viewing the video. (It's a great place to live, especially if you're really fond of winter.)

My dear friend since middle school days translated a letter for me this week. I'm thankful for the internet and being able to keep in touch with loved folks far away. But I digress. I got a letter in Spanish from a seven year old, and she got the translation back to me in a flash. This little girl is attending a school, now located on the site of what used to be an orphanage where two of my sons lived as small boys.

I am thinking my learning for 2012 might be learning Spanish as spoken in Colombia. That should keep my brain limber.

Good Guy says his travel sites are promoting Colombian travel. Hmmmm......

Our Christmas tree is up, and is quite simple and beautiful, if I do say so myself. It is short and squatty---not our usual Charlie Brown emaciated stray. White light and balls of gold, silver, and frosted white. Very pretty indeed.

In a spirit of inclusiveness, I polished up the menorah too and loaded the candles. If the Lord could keep the oil supply up for the event that Hanukkah celebrates, I can celebrate, too.

In my twenties, I lived in a four unit apartment building in Skokie, Illinois. We were the only Gentiles in the building, and we were very frugal. We didn't decorate for Christmas because we were packing up and heading up here to be with our families, plus we thought we were being sensitive to the feelings of our Jewish neighbors. They bawled us out for not bringing some Christmas cheer to the building.

They were very excellent neighbors. Wherever you are, Happy Holidays, Marlene, Marty, and Rose!

Karen got a Kindle for her birthday---and I've decided I'm jealous. I guess I'll have to put one on my list. Good Guy is shopping for a new TV set. Is that a hint?

In spite of the fact that I have knitting to finish and send, I am nursing an aching shoulder and limiting my knitting time. It's driving me batty. What did I do all the time before I resumed knitting? Played spider solitaire, probably. I wasn't scrubbing floors, I'll guarantee you that!

I think that about sweeps up all my fragments for this Friday. I hope you are joyful in your preparations! Hope and joy, that's what it's all about!

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