Monday, December 25, 2017

Got Ready

Judging by the display from my neighbors there is no shortage of holiday spirit roaming about.


The decorations are full of whimsy, brimming with joy. 



And while I love seeing them and the joy they evoke, 


I've had a difficult time summoning up my own spirit, my own joy. It isn't so much about being unhappy or feeling down. I don't quite know... muted, low, indistinct might be more apt descriptors. 
Maybe. 
Still, despite not having much 'air in my hair' I am pleased to have spent the day with my daughter (my son is house-sitting) with happy animals, food to eat, and heat protecting us from the brrr outside. 

Wishing everyone reading a happy last Monday of December! 
Peace and Joy
  
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Tuesday, December 05, 2017

Nearly Official

Our Tree on 12/03/17

When I saw my younger brother's image identifying him (or his phone) as the caller I had a twinge; a twinge that he was calling to pass on some news related my older brother. (My younger brother doesn't call to 'shoot the breeze' generally speaking)

It was news, though not what I was thinking. My older brother has been on my mind much especially since Harvey and Irma. Also given that I hadn't spoken with him in months and that the last word I had related to him indicated that he was basically homeless. (Even before the hurricanes) .

The news wasn't that older brother was injured, sick, or worse. No, the news was that he (older brother) was being his usual self. Remember the lawsuit? Well, an interested third party (was finally) able to catch up with the older brother because he hadn't returned his election form. He hadn't returned it, he told the third party, because younger brother and I are heartless and we
only care about the money.
What he didn't think through is that his decision impacts more than me, more than our younger brother. There is a (half) brother and more pointedly, a step-mother (the very interested third party) who are impacted as much, if not more by his sticking his feet in cement and his head in is . . . 

Well, anyway, rumor has it step-mother was able to convince older brother to send in the f-ing form.

Younger brother and I had a bit of a giggle over his assessment of our personalities and his perception of our motivations.

But we were both clearly laughing out of frustration and anger over the entire situation.

On a lighter note, that tree in the pic is now divested of leaves. Winter is coming.

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