Thank you everyone for great wishes and I had a good day of greeting, cards, posts, messages, calls, a lot of attention.
Including a call from Gary wishing me a happy, and reporting on Mike the Artist Contractor whose ancient van broke down finally at the end of the street. Full court press of neighbors pushed it home. On ice.
Then a call from Mike the AC, wishing me, and reporting on the same thing! He didn't say anything about my car having left so recently now that he needs another ASAP, and I was nice and didn't either.
Amazing the life that pours in on me while I'm sitting peacefully on the sofa reading about one of Henry Eight's six wives. And playing games on the advent calendar.
Vital report: 8" of snow fell here.
I'm hoping to get a birthday service gift Wednesday, when handsome Son is off work -- errands. To be exact, food to the food pantry, then packages to the PO. Then home for cake and tea.
My life is just one giddy whirl of frivolity and pleasure. Level One.
Happy day everyone, frivol, and dance in the kitchen.







