May 2015 be all that you hope for, and if not may you have the strength to cope with it. Coping is always a good skill to have. 🙂
All things considered, 2014 was a pretty good year. Of course, any year you can stay on the right side of the grass is a pretty good year!
My health remained good, and I suppose it was my greatest blessing When your health is good, everything else is so much easier. So my thoughts go out to all those who are coping with a chronic illness. I wish you a cure or strength to bear it.
On the disappointing side, it is another year with the “coming soon” label on my new novel – It is now the 6th year at that status. The difficulty is balancing the mythological with the pragmatic (cattle drive), and having it come out credible.
Moreover, you’re only as good as you’re last novel, so I’d rather take the time up front than the criticism down the road. Nonetheless, I work on it every day at any average of one or two pages, and I am about half way there.
Today is a tad cooler than it has been (67), and tomorrow is forecast at 64 degrees, but on Friday it leaps to 80F. I’ll take it. I really do recommend that if you are planning a vacation south, you should consider getting off the beaten path. Prices are so much cheaper, and the accommodation is generally quite good quality.
The CAD dollar tends to slide. It’s good from business, so they say; however, it’s not doing a helluva lot for my pocket book. $100 USD costs nearly $125 CAD, so it’s a damned good thing I’m saving money on my accommodation.
I spent a very good Christmas. The gals at the Waffle House bought my lunch, and the restaurant gave me a very nice gift card that I will use when they are serving prime rib (Thursdays). Otherwise, I bought a six-pack of beer and worked. Very nice.
The hotel was full for the holidays. It rained deluge, so it was mostly people coming off the highways – I-95 and I-75. No noise or problems, however, so for the most part they just came and went.
More next time.
Greetings on this Christmas Eve Day!
We are under a tornado watch at present, but I love the temp – 80. Miind you, it’s forecast to drop to 58 tomorrow.
In spite of the tornado prediction, etc., I toodled up the hill to buy my cranberry juice. It seems to be helping my kidneys, so I can’t think of a more pleasant therapy.
One of the housekeepers, Nanji, brought me in half a cake. She is a delight. About the size of a cricket, she reminds me of Granny Clampett. She has only gear – full speed ahead.
Not much writing been done today as I get all my postings done for Christmas. It is a time for remembering friends and family, and that is what I am doing. I refuse to get caaught up in the commercialism. I think that it cheapens the spirit of the season.
In a few minutes I will wander over to the main lodge for dinner. Not sure what I want, but I never do until I order.
Christmas is coming, the goose is getting fat
Please do put a penny in the old man’s hat
If you haven’t got a penny, a ha’penny will do
If you haven’t got a ha’penny, then God bless you!
It doesn’t look exactly like Christmas here – rainy, overcast, and 75 – but white Christmases are over-rated anyway. I like the idea of going to Christmas dinner in my short sleeves.
We experienced thunder storms all day and night, yesterday. One after another. When I walked up to the Waffle House for lunch it was fine, but when I was about to start back a thunder storm blew in.
Now, my rain poncho works well, but it’s not lightning-resistant, so I was about to sit it out when one of the gals from the convenience store offered to drive me to the hotel. Bonus! So I got back safe and dry.
My ‘water works’ is functioning fine if I diet of fluid intake. I am also drinking a glass of cranberry juice, regularly. Someone mentioned that it was good for the kidneys. Anyway, in moderation, it can’t harm.
Rain and thundershowers today and tomorrow, but Christmas day is forecast to be sunny and cool (50s). Another change of clothes in the offing.
More next time.
And, yes, I’m feeling much better. Back to normal in most respects — given that give a very wide interpretation to the term ‘normal’.
It’s raining and in the mid-60s today. I was long-headed, though, for I bought myself a rain poncho yesterday. It works just dandy, so I bought on for the walker as well.
It’s the weekend before Christmas, and the heaviest-travelled time of the year. The hotel is also busier than usual, but it looks pretty dead today.
I don’t know why it is, but I always seem to get sick within the first month of coming south. I think it might have something to do with my immune system – usually pretty good – not being used to southern germs.
The restaurant here at the hotel will be closed Christmas day, and so I will climb the hill to have Christmas dinner with the girls at the Waffle House. Actually it’s as good as any other.
I do want to get into town to buy a few items (and look around), but I think I’ll wait until after the holiday season. I’ll watch for some warmer weather, too.
More next time.
Not that much of it matters to me, anyhow. I could well do without all the commercialism and incessant commercials, but I do like the music (in moderation.)
It’s a bright, cool day (66 in the sun) and not much better for the rest of the week. Oh well, no snow.
I see my hometown bookstore is having a local author’s fair this weekend. This is the store that stiffed me on my last consignment cheque, so it would have been nice if they had included by name. I wrote them a little note to say as much.
My regimen of taking ice cubes instead of liquids-by-the-glass, seems to be working. No more inflammation, pain, or trouble expurgating it. It’s really too early to tell, but I fear it is something I am going to have to do on an on-going basis. Let’s face it, at my age doing things with impunity is a thing of the past. The difficulty is convincing myself of that.
More next time.
The weather is a tolerable mix — cool at nights (30s) and warm in the daytime (75 Today).
I have been having a bit of problem with my kidneys, lately. My fluid intake has been overloading my system causing inflammation , which in turn impedes my ability to get rid of it. Consequently, I’ve been popping an ice cube into my mouth every time I feel thirst. That way I keep hydrated, but at only about a teaspoon full at a time. So far, it seems to be helping.
We experienced a drug-bust in the hotel parking lot, the other day. No excitement. Just a lot of cop cars tearing about. Apparently there is a lot of drug activity in the region.
It really is quite remarkable how quiet this place is. Except for the weekends I hardly see a soul walking by all day. It suits me fine, of course, unless it decides to fold while I’m still here. There is another hotel in town with a restaurant, but at what rate I don’t know.
The writing is coming along nicely, though.
More next time.