Perhaps it is all about turning 60 tomorrow. Perhaps it is simply fate. Whatever the reason, I have a new look to my blog. It's totally accidental, but I think I can live with it. Control freak that I am, I admit to being a bit annoyed with the way this whole new look evolved. Translation: pure luck.
Be that as it may, change is inevitable and constant. (At least I still have my beach picture!!!)
I'm going to be a bit creative with the abc-along. Here, in all its lateness, is my attempt to finish up with my head held high, sort of.
O is for Orthopedic Associates of Lancaster. Oddly
enough, I owe them a debt of gratitude for opting to send me
to Physical Therapy so I can get rid of my knee pain.
P is for pain and Physical Therapy and the pleasure I will pheel as I plop in my
chair to watch the Philadelphia Eagles tonight.
Q is for quilts, which are quite the rage in this area. Village Quilts is right across the street from LYS, the best yarn store in the world. I am quietly trying to learn this quaint craft. So far, I have quite the collection of scraps to work with.
R is for the reindeer sitting in the lobby of our brand new convention center in Lancaster city.
See them resting at the top of this blog post.
S is for our Subaru which we took to Strasburg on a snowy day to have it repaired . The sunset over the silent fields was splendid.
T is for the tinsel ornaments that have decorated my Christmas tree every year since I was born. We're both beginning to show signs of wear, but still sparkling.
On the 2nd day of Christmas, the weatherman gave to me, a dusting of snow on the ground. On the 3rd day of Christmas, the weatherman gave to me, 5o mph wind gusts, and a dusting of snow still on the ground.
I think I just murdered the correct use of commas but I , dare I say, love the craziness of commas gone wild, really I do.
My goal for today is crazy happiness surrounded by too many wips to ever finish in this lifetime.