There is nothing more comforting for me than to wake up on a cold Sunday morning with one or two of the poochies curled up at my feet!
I worked yesterday and so my weekend is abbreviated to a mere rest day today. No worries 🙂 Christmas break is just around the corner … so close I can smell it. Or maybe that’s the list of chores I need to complete before the Spook arrives?
Not sure what made this week fly by so fast, but it seems like Thanksgiving morning was just yesterday. It obviously wasn’t, but that’s what it feels like.
I’m out of coffee, forgot to pick some up at the grocery store last night, and so I’m a little “off” of my routine right now. Adding this to working yesterday, and you have one slightly confused woman. I might have to lace up my running shoes and head to the store. Routines are the only things that keep me sane when I’m getting close to submission deadlines … and next Friday is beginning to loom stressfully close.
Hub & I headed to the Riverwalk last weekend so that I could try more shots in the dark. I think I need to get my vision checked. Several of my photos turned out slightly out of focus after they were loaded onto the computer even though everything looked sharp through the viewfinder. My daytime shots look good. It could be I simply need more practice shooting photos at night. Thank goodness I’ve got “nuttin’ but time!”
I’ve created a separate page on my blog where I’m posting some of my work each week. I’d love it if you’d scroll over and post a comment. Constructive comments are appreciated. Note that I reserve the right to approve or delete all comments on my pages.
Hub was commenting last night that it’s only December 4th & he’s already sick of Christmas music. I guess working in a place where the only music playing on the Muzak system is kitschy Christmas music will do that to a person. A little “kitsch” is cool, a whole lot could very easily drive a person this side of insane. 🙂
I’ve written before about how much I love Christmas. I don’t love, however, the craziness of the retailers and all their false “holidays” … Black Friday, Cyber Monday … in their frenzied attempt to generate business. My most favorite quote about the season comes from Dr. Seuss:
And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow,
stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons.
It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags.
And he puzzled and puzzled ’till his puzzler was sore.
Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before.
What if Christmas, he thought, doesn’t come from a store.
What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.