Happy Everything

 

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So, my last day at age 66 is over, I'm now 67, and happy I made it!

The last year has not been easy, but I survived the Move back home. I moved without all my stuff, but thanks to a choir pal, my piano now sits in the living room.💪 

I don't need to buy clothes or eat lobster anymore, I just eat whatever I can and don't worry about new boots and dresses. For 50 years, I was somewhat of a clothes horse, but not anymore. Coz why? Why spend all that money on clothes when I have all I need? 

I cannot buy presents for my family, but I wish everyone well anyway. I'd love a chance to cook supper for them, but that's not in the Plan, apparently. 

The last two years have proven that we all NEED to understand compassion and science. Not all of us are smart enough to out-fox this virus alone. We need to be vaccinated, and so do our children. The new variant is having its way with all of us, and anyone who thinks otherwise is, well, just not understanding science! Oy. 

I'm going to go ahead and enjoy the Cotton Bowl coverage on WLWT, and know my UC graduate father is watching too, in Heaven. I'm a little ticked because the WLW news folk keep saying this is "blur week." Speak for yourself but it's my birth week, and I'll thank ya to hush about the blur, beeotch.

However, please pray for me.

Peace and Happy New Year!

Kimmy