Friday, December 4, 2015

December So Far


If the year were a car, someone just stepped on the gas. We’re accelerating—streaking down the road toward the end of the race that is 2015.

How did that happen? Wasn’t it just yesterday that I was exploring in Georgia?  Or a couple of weeks ago that I was interrupting winter?  Even though we’re only a few days into December, I've already enjoyed many simple pleasures and everyday adventures. For instance:

We’re expecting out of town relatives this weekend, so we decorated the house for the holidays. We haven’t done this since Prudy joined the household for this reason:


You might think that she’d stay out of the tree now that she’s a big ol’ cat rather than a tiny little kitten. You would be wrong. I remove her from the tree several times every day. Her general attitude seems to be, “How kind of you to place this giant cat toy in the family room!” My husband and son have a bet going on how many ornaments she’ll break (only one so far but it’s early days yet). Our most special or sentimental ornaments are safely displayed where she can’t get to them, but I imagine the tree will be somewhat ragged by the end of the month if she continues to be fascinated by it.

I’ve been sulking about the weather, which remains stubbornly and unseasonably warm and humid. I predict simultaneous use of the central air and the fireplace on Christmas.

I saw Kinky Boots at the Straz Center for the Performing Arts. 

I’ve had to start my horse on a fat supplement because he needs to gain some weight in preparation for the cold weather that will, eventually, I hope, come. That’s just all kinds of unfair.

I’ve been reading a lot. I just finished the delightful Cold Comfort Farm, I’m reading (or rereading) Elizabeth Peters’ Vicky Bliss novels, and I’ve started reading graphic memoirs (is that a thing?)—An Age of License (Lucy Knisley), and Can’t We Talk About Something More Pleasant? (Roz Chast). My reading challenges languish while I read at whim. 

Despite the full schedule (notice I didn’t say busy), I’m doing my best to think about what I’m doing and enjoy it, instead of rushing through it. No need to make that car go any faster!

What have you been up to lately? What plans do you have for the end of the year?

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4 comments:

Deborah Nolan said...

Dear Kathy- Prudy reminds me of Sheba (no longer here). She would do the same thing. Hope you have a great time with your relatives. It does not feel like Christmas time here. We are above average temps. Suppose to be near sixty by Sunday. After last winter though I am grateful that it is open and pleasant. I am sure in due time we will see a change. Hugs!

Kathy A. Johnson said...

Debbie--I think they ALL do that. The tree is just about irresistible. We're having above average temps, too, but at least now it's not quite so hot and humid as it was. Enjoy your extra pleasant weather!

michelle said...

Prudie is such a cutie! All the best to your dear ol' Christmas tree and its ornaments. Hahaha.... Enjoy the rest of the month at your own pace. Oh, and how was your trip to the book sale? :)

Kathy A. Johnson said...

Michelle--She's been staying out of the tree lately, but as soon as I say that, I'll have to take her out four or five times! I am enjoying the month, though it is a little more "full" than I prefer!

I am sorry to report that my book sale was a dud. All they had done was put out a lot of Christmas-themed books and some doodads like bookmarks and bookbags in addition to what was already there in the the bookshop. Since I visit the shop at least once a week when I come to the library, there were no treasures for me to find. That's OK, I've found enough there on regular days, and heaven knows I don't need more books! Still, I was a little disappointed. I so enjoy the thrill of the hunt!