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November 29 Between holidays.Hello to everyone.
I can't believe my last entry was early October. My only excuse is that a number of atypical events did occur, (good events but very stressful.) Things are finished so hopefully we'll get on a more even keel.
Well I am enjoying Thanksgiving leftovers. I almost can't think of Thanksgiving without the joy of left-overs. It is an excuse for not cooking for a few days. This morning I said to Pete that....
when you go shopping, lets have some beef! We've been eating a lot of fish lately and my body was desiring some beef! I don't eat a lot of it, but I do crave a few fork-fulls of it every now and then.
For you sport fans, my NY Giants are doing well. I think this Sundays game against the Redskins will be a true test of what they really are. There have been so many funny upsets that you can never tell. And of course the Cowboys have reared their ugly head again. So well see!
We're expecting our first real snow Sunday night into Monday. I'm hoping that maybe this afternoon I can replace a few of the lower strands on the outdoor tree and get it lit. When the farmer bush-hogged the fields this summer, he managed to get some of the lower strands. Last year we were lucky. When we plugged in the lights, they managed to light up much to our surprise. This year I'm not so sure. I figured I'd test a few of the upper strands and if they didn't light up, I'd find myself a smaller tree. This was a blue spruce that my mother and I planted 15 years ago. It sits on a knoll and can be seen from two intersecting country roads about a quarter of a mile away. While it has many wonderful memories, I may have to think about another tree.
I close by hoping everyone had the opportunity to enjoy Thanksgiving with family and friends. As I look at the world today, I am very thankful for what I have. I am learning you can't take anything for granted today so I have learned to appreciate the little things. Not everyone enjoys the freedom from want or the freedom from fear and my heart goes out to them. Blessings from the hillside. Bittersweet
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