Last night’s sunset.

We’re due for some snow today – probably about an inch – and a bit more tomorrow. Over the weekend, the temps are going to be frigid. Oh boy.

A couple of stories about age and the perception of age:

I had been rereading some old paperbacks that I read in the 70s. Comfort reads. In one of them, the characters kept talking about “Great Aunt Annie.” The descriptions painted a portrait of a very old woman who was eccentric and a bit batty. Almost Dickensian. Imagine my shock when the author said she was 72.

72! My age! I guess back in the 70s, which I remember well, 72 was considered ‘doddering?’ I don’t remember thinking that, but it does point out how concepts of aging have changed. I told this story to Don and he burst out laughing. Now, we aren’t as spry as we used to be, but we’re pretty darned vital and we certainly don’t think of ourselves as fragile or, to be honest, old.

Although, I am  a great aunt.

And in that same vein, Don got a call from CVS the other day. He gets his prescriptions through CVS/Caremark and they’re sent through the mail. He chatted with a very polite young woman and I heard him say, “No, I’m fine, but thank you.” When I asked him about it, he said “They wanted to know if I needed someone to come to the house to check my vitals.”

Cue more laughter.

I’ve heard this from our medical insurer as well.

I feel an inner “Age is just a number!” ready to burst forth. Of course I realize that many people do need these services and I’m glad they’re available, but I do feel like some entity is hovering in the background, absolutely sure that we must be feeling a certain way because of a particular number.

Last night, we watched Miracle on 34th Street. Tonight? Meet Me in St. Louis.

Stay safe.

Happy Friday.

We had some snow overnight, which will turn to rain during the day today, so I suspect this won’t be here for very long. There was a freezing rain warning for this morning, so I changed my appointment to tomorrow. But, since I don’t have to drive it right now, I might just delay it until the end of the week. I’m avoiding stress, I guess.

Don had a gig yesterday afternoon, so in my usual fashion, I got through a whole list of chores. That always feels good. I also spent some quality time chatting on Facetime with my sister.

Right after I wrote about not reading very much at the moment, I got a message from the library saying the newest Michael Connelly was finally in. I’ve been waiting for months. Connelly is always a guaranteed great read. I’ve read everything he has ever written, and he’s written quite a lot of books. Anyway, it was a timely message and I’m ready to crack it open today.

That’s it my friends. We are looking forward to hunkering down inside the cottage on this messy weather day.

Stay safe.

Happy Monday.

Late afternoon light on the cottage.

The lights are up on the porch railings. It looks so pretty and sparkly out there!

We’re watching old movies every night and, boy, that’s a comfort! We love doing that anyway, but right now, it’s a necessity. Don is writing some new songs and playing his guitar. I’m doing some chores outside, thought it’s awfully cold out there right now, so I do a little bit each day. But it’s pretty bleak looking with frigid temperatures and gray skies. Sigh.

I assume we’ll go looking for our tree at the end of this week or the beginning of next week. We don’t go on the weekends because all the weekenders tend to mob our local nursery.

Can you tell I don’t have a lot to share at the moment? It feels like we’re deep into winter and yet it hasn’t even officially started yet! This does not bode well, does it?

Another day, another crown:

Yesterday was Ella’s day to be Queen.

I’m back to reading John Sandford and I’m not even trying to read his books in order because there are so many of them! There are several of his books on the shelf in my library, so I’ve started with them. Then, once I read them, I’ll start reserving his books through the library system. Louise Penny sits to my right, waiting to be read, but I think that will be on tap in January or February, right when I need the escape.

Stay safe.

Happy Wednesday.