Apologies if you have come here for some of my normal babblings. It's that time of year when the time streams collide, I need to clone myself, all the projects are due, the Christmas to-do lists aren't shrinking, the end-of-year pushes, packing, and utter holiday madness coalesce into one cranky jam-packed just-push-through-to-survive Nettie Zombie Drone mentality.
On top of that there are behind-the-scenes life issues being addressed, there are parties to bake for, there are neighbors TO LOATHE, and there is a) first a migraine-related bout of something, and b) NOW, a weeklong head-cold/sinus infection/flu thing to kick --- all before we fly in less than a week to climes that are colder than New York itself. I need another dose of The Doctor to head back in time, so I can better prepare. Or take yoga. Or again, CLONE myself.
Speaking of clones ... This year Grand Central decided to go and dress up like a frakkin' Cylon. I think to prove, once and for all, that the deus ex machina is going to get us. (That or the hordes of zombie commuters.)
Blogging will be intermittent for the foreseeable.
Thursday, December 12, 2013
Sunday, December 8, 2013
|c. Grumpa, December 8, 2013|
Dad reports SIX inches, church cancellations, the highways shutting down, etc.
You know it's serious when the Utah Mormons cancel church on a Sunday.
I think I better start praying for safe travels.
I have a feeling I won't be wearing these and doing this when I visit in a few weeks.
Or at least not in short sleeves.
Friday, December 6, 2013
Thursday, December 5, 2013
This is a shot of the parents' house in St. George, UT yesterday morning.
The desert of southern Utah, mind you.
Yesterday in NYC it was in the 50s.
Today, supposedly, it was in the 60s, foggy, and balmy.
I never made it out of the office during the day,
but I only wore my spring jacket on the commute.
Tomorrow it is to be also in the 50s.
Mother Nature is seriously mixed up!
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
"When you paint success pictures in your mind, you initiate an inner process whereby your attitudes, hopes, aspirations, and enthusiasm are elevated in response to an image of a more promising future. Every person who aspires must first sell themselves hope, the promise of a better life."
- U.S. Andersen - 1917-1986, Author of The Magic In Your Mind
"You must constantly ask yourself these questions: Who am I around? What are they doing to me? What have they got me reading? What have they got me saying? Where do they have me going? What do they have me thinking? And most important, what do they have me becoming? Then ask yourself the big question: Is that okay? Your life does not get better by chance, it gets better by change."
- Jim Rohn
Tuesday, December 3, 2013
Left: Mine for her
Left: two of the crocheted, appliqued stocking I made for her beloved (and now sadly, late) pooches.
Right: two of the lovely wreathes she made with just a few of the corks that she's picked up in her travels. Let me stress here, for the record, she did NOT drink all that wine by herself. It would have been a whole different type of gathering if she did.
I like having crafty friends. Now, if I could only find time for us to do more arty things. Christine is also quite a fine fine artist. Get those pencils out again, girl!
photos via iTouch
Monday, December 2, 2013
Don't like that old tree skirt? Don't worry.
Your weird friend may think it's actually better as a skirt next to your tree.