For a little old lady puppy, Kali breaks my heart with cute. For some reason, she looks like a little hand puppet as she climbs into bed at night.
I promised to take a picture to prove our new happiness. Here ya go:
I cropped out the car license plates. But–Yay!
My husband and I had a great time shopping. They had almost everything we needed at far less than shopping the little stores here, with more room and less crowded. They had been picked over during the week. But I was happy to find things to help my new addiction. No. There were no Diamond Art sets, but tape, frames, Command Strips, tons of acrylic paints, etc. Lots of food, though overwhelming amount of snack foods. But gotta keep the locals happy. I’m sure you’ve all seen Dollar Generals. But here,
Here is our post office. It is quaint. Though door-to-door delivery doesn’t happen. We have to walk (7 miles round trip) or drive to pick it up. By the way, in spring and summer there are beautiful flowers surrounding this sweet community meeting place.
Don’t get me wrong, I love living in the country. But the biggest reason most move here is housing. It is less expensive. It doesn’t take long to realize that jacked up prices at local stores, the 150 miles to a cheaper store costs in gas to get there. For us $50 gas for every trip. And the $100 to change to snow tires for a couple months then rinse repeat in Spring. Well, I guess you can understand why many of us are so excited for such a humble addition to our community.
Add to the excitement of the new store the Friday Friends chat, it was a great day!
There is no lack of generosity. There is an abundance, borrowing from yesterday’s prompt. Look at how hard everyone tried to make sure everyone knew that we wished for the best holidays for friends and family on Facebook. I actually developed a bit of ‘wishing weariness.’ Did you?
Don’t get me wrong, with the isolation we’ve dealt with over the last couple years with lack of hugs and touch, we want to reach out to our loved ones. But after I post ‘Happy {fill in the blank}’ then friends answer on my feed with similar greeting. Then you see them posting another greeting and then the quandary starts. At what level of wishing do we stop wishing? I mean, in your heart you still hope for everyone’s best everything. But I got off Facebook after the 25th and then the 1st, just to find real life again. When do we stop wishing Happy New Year? June?
I figured generosity begins at home. My eyes and greetings should hit my housemates and fur babies. Ah, but then I worried that I hadn’t wished generously enough. Sigh…
Your prompt for JusJoJan January 4th, 2022, is “generosity.” Use the word “generosity” any way you’d like. Have fun!
I hope all my friends and family have health, and love for this Christmas.
Meanwhile, we have no internet, or data, or cell. At least we’re warm. They say the internet will be back up by midnight. This storm is causing it’s trouble. Still
Done!
Quick notes: Kitchener cast-on, CinDWood sock loom, German short-row heel, 2by2 rib-knit cuff.
Yay! Two more socks done! Done on the His looms of the KB His and Hers sock looms. Kitchener cast-on toe, flat-knit stitch through out. German short-rows for heels. Knit/Purl ribbed cuff.
And birthday snow!
How many of you do the digital reverse or add the digits together?
But I’m pretty happy about my actual age. I feel blessed to have lived this long when others didn’t get to travel with me. And my goal is the next prime number.
And the white dusting on the porch and driveway are making my birthday magical.
I couldn’t decide which Bitmoji said it best. So enjoy. By the way, I’m actually making and eating instapot turkey first turkey I’ve had in decades. Looking forward to Zoom time with family.
Sorry. No pick of tick or roof or helmet. I’ll do that tomorrow.
Meanwhile, I’m pretty jazzed with my UPS delivery. No, not the Kalimba. I got that a couple months ago. The book that came with it was unclear. So I ordered that big book. Bonus–I can play the songs on the recorders as there are no sharps and flats. I’m just barely learning those on the recorder. And I have no idea how one would make that happen on the Kalimba. I do love the sound on this beautiful instrument.
Finally, done with the things like my walk, winter clothes out, and summer put away. Hey, did I tell you I’ve managed another 36+ hour fast? I’m pretty jazzed about that. It has taken me a LONG time to get to this point. I decided Sunday is best for the day to skip food. It gets more of a spiritual feeling as I try to find which things to focus my thoughts on. And just like the fast I did with my husband for his procedure last week, I find the hours 24 and 25 the most difficult. After that, it is a piece of cake. I broke that fast with two slices of bread with butter and one egg. And I didn’t get sick from it! Yay!
The fall progress picture was taken after my walk.
So on to my #Inktober submission and a continuation of the story.
“Crystal, wake up!” Her fan was shaking her.
“Go away. Let me sleep!” Crystal groaned. Then she rolled over. She was cold. She pulled on her hood and stuck her hands in her pockets. “Oh, it’s over?”
The fan was surprised. “Yeah. What was all that? Was it real?” The fan held out her hand. “Cindy, by the way. My name is Cindy.”
Crystal took Cindy’s hand and allowed Cindy to help Crystal to her feet. “Hi, Cindy! What happened?” Crystal knew. But each of her helpers experienced these things far differently from what Crystal knew as the truth.
“Were you a lizard? Who killed the guard? And should we go help that guy?” Cindy asked and pointed to another corner where a barrel seemed to be calling out with a hand waving. “And what is that sour smell?”
Crystal sniffed the air and wrinkled her nose. “Ew! Yeah. What is that?”
Crystal and Cindy walked toward the barrel. As they got closer, the word ‘Pickles’ gave them the odor’s origin. “They must be rotten pickles.” Crystal stated. She reached into the barrel and pulled out a man in a soggy green uniform. A puffy sopping hat was in his other hand.
“William! How did you get in here?” Crystal asked.
“There was a huge wind. It blew off my hat. The hat fell into the barrel. I had to go in and get it. But that was when I got stuck. I’m so glad you found me before I was pickled.”
Crystal laughed. She understood how all this happened. She wanted to hug her friend, but, ick! “Let’s go back to my trailer, and I’ll explain it all to both of you.
After you shower and change into clean clothes, that is. You’re quite the guard, Will! And you were put into quite the pickle!” She laughed again.
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