Here I am starting a new year, trying to bloom where I'm planted. Really need to cut back on the cooking, and to get motivated to finish a bunch of projects.
Combat yoga is calling my name, again, but I seem to be going a bit deaf.
All my crew are well and busy. My great grand baby is doing well. Photos after I get down there to see her in person.
MySean came and spent Christmas Day with me. He gifted me with a new copy of a much cherished book that I had loaned him. It somehow disappeared from his place.
He then had the unmitigated gall to ask if he could borrow it (again)... "NOPE"! "LOL" It has since gone to be read by a BIL & SIL, who have along with me, shared history of places, and will return it.
Dogs are fine, and have come in mighty handy for the two dog nights we've had of late.
Only had to wear the hated mask of oppression once last year when I went to the eye doc for a glaucoma test. Doc greeted me with a big smile and "There's Trouble!" Obviously, he remembered me from past encounters.