Here we are again, saying farewell to another year. My hope for 2023 - minimal pain, tears, and sadness. Setting the bar low? Geeze, I hope so.
Looking back at twenty-two vis-a-vis Pbase:
I told myself I should stop talking about the weather but DAMN it's going to be cold this weekend! Eleven. Degrees.
Pumpkin bread
I had to run some errands this morning and was dismayed by people who were most unhelpful; not to mention rude drivers. Sheesh!
Looking at my photos from this day over the years, I noticed that I usually make my mom's cookies today. I have the ingredients but I've decided to wait until the new year. No particular reason for putting it off, just mixing things up. Ha!
When I checked the notifications on my phone this morning, there was a watch software update available. I clicked it and my Samsung Watch 4 died. Murdered. Slain by Samsung.
A Google search re: the update did indeed produce stories of watches being turned into bricks.
Is it any wonder I get chest pains?
Long story short, I'm getting a new watch.
What's next?
I, I, I
Me, me, my.
Besides having a bad cold this week, I was struck by the realization that social media is 99% over-sharing. I was taking part in an Instagram project #decemberreflections and the prompt was "5 things about me". As I read through the postings of others taking part, I thought 'oh my word, this is disgusting '. Over-sharing. I've been as guilty as anyone over the years. Sharing too much trivial information.
I also realized that I have come to know some truly wonderful people via social media. Some I have met in person but most I only know online. I also know that for those who are housebound, social media may help them be less despondent. However, in some cases, it also contributes to poor self-image and depression. Social media: Take only as needed.
Oh, and I consider sharing photography a worthy endeavor. Make more photos!
This is from Martinique, 2009
Well here we are in December; never a joyous month for me, too much sadness. BUT, I do the best I can.
I came down with a cold on Monday so I had to reschedule my MRI. Feeling better today so I put up my little Christmas tree.
This is my Santa Bear, hanging from my rear view mirror.
In black and white.
I had a very nice Thanksgiving day. I went to my son's home for dinner and everything was delicious.
I have no new photos to share so here is a sunset from 2003.
I received news that one of my aunts passed away earlier this month. This morning, I read that a high school classmate passed away on Friday. Saturday would have been my mom's 101st birthday. I miss her every day.
Although it's freaking cold in the morning here, I made it to the car wash yesterday.
Winter has found us; this mornings temp... 29!
This was a leaf next to a stain left by a wet leaf. As soon as I snapped this, the real leaf blew away.
The weather has been nearly perfect. The hibiscus continues to bloom and the trees continue to put on a show. However, we're expecting a lot of rain on Friday and I fear the trees will lose most of their leaves. I could be wrong; it's happened once or twice. 🤣
Remember when Saturday was homemade pizza day? My new apartment has less counter space and making pizza requires a lot. Any baking, in general, is not easily accomplished in tight quarters. Anyway, I made pizza yesterday. It was tasty but I doubt it will be a weekly endeavor.
Here we are, on the downhill side of 2022.
No trick-or-treaters last night. I was prepared with treats but no little goblins showed up. Oh well.
Some color on my street.
Autumn is gentle. Like Spring, Autumn is a time of change. Spring brings the new leaves to the trees and Autumn sheds them, in riotous color. Winter and summer are about surviving. Take in the red, yellow, and orange and remember them when winter turns everything gray and bleak.
I voted this morning. The polling place was in an old gymnasium next to a golf course. I could have taken fifty photos inside that building; lots of peeling paint and other yummy stuff. I did get a few pics outside after casting my ballot.
I hung outdoor lights on my patio. The job required thinking outside the box as I'm limited as to what I can do in a rented space, vis-a-vis nails, screws, etc. But they're up and staying in place, thus far.
Received my first wine delivery at my new address. A signature is required for alcohol and for the first time, the fedex guy also asked for my date of birth. I watched as he spun the dial to find the year. Lol.
Now that all of the boxes have been unpacked, it's time to personalize my new space.
Hopefully, I have stood in my very last DMV line. I detest the DMV, but I wouldn't want to work there.
All boxes have been unpacked. I still search for what I need especially in the kitchen.
Anyway, I had a chance (and the inclination) to take a few pics.
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Well, I stumbled upon some autumn. I think I have one box left and most of its contents have found a home. I have my new driver's license but license plate and title are scheduled for Tuesday.
Hopefully, Ian passes through without much damage.
I moved in on Wednesday and I have so very much to unpack. Beau watches and approves.
Summer is finally hitting the road, hallelujah!
Beau, in his carrier, for a vet appointment.
A wish for Good Luck, seen along the roadside while sitting in traffic.
And, the final sunrise of Summer.
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