Nov to Lynne - the annual story which is just musing

 

Well, here we are. Christmas Eve. This envelope is the equivalent of getting a lump of coal. Or maybe it isn't that bad. There are a total of nine gold envelopes. I'll run the other eight tomorrow and hopefully I'll be back on track with good ideas. Or maybe not. Either way, I live by what I preach. It's not the content, it's the process. We still need to putter without getting all self-judgy.

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Nothing popped up for a really good Annual Dec 24th story. I'm writing this on Thursday, Nov 27th which was Thanksgiving. It was also the 45th birthday of my daughter, my first born. In 1980, Thanksgiving fell on the 27th. Few things compare to the experience of 30-some hours of labor followed by hospital food on Thanksgiving. I was 28 years old. At 28 a person is still full of impressions about the path they are on and what they are planning to accomplish. At 28 you have not learned that *People plan. God laughs.*

Flash forward 45 years. None of what I was imagining came true. Not a single thing. My imagination was kooky, at best. Pie in the sky is another way of looking at it.

But not in a bad way. This isn't going to be a story - it's just musing.

The stork was either drunk or on drugs when he dropped my babies down the chimney. Tests would reveal that we share DNA, but, honestly, I feel like we are five people who came from 5 different planets. Again - that's not a bad thing. It's just not what I was expecting. But, I'm thankful that everyone is cordial and they have found paths that seem to be working out.

I am thankful for my pen pals. Some people send the sweetest notes in their envelopes. Other people send emails that warm my heart. And then there are those complete strangers who keep to themselves but I totally get it that we have some weird connection. I see you when I look at the numbers of page views. An unbelievable number.

Some of my Christmas Eve stories are funny and there were a few humorous incidents this year that I considered for Dec 24th. I feel like I already shared the truly absurd ones - like MrW offering to buy generic stamps. 

I can always do an add on if something bizarre happens.

To reiterate - my penpals/readers are a perfect balance to my actual day-to-day existence. It blows my mind a bit to have created this little corner of the WorldWideWeb and it keeps chugging along. Thank you for sending me the right amount of encouragement to keep the blog going and Happy Holidays.

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OK -  a really good add-on popped up on Dec 23. My weaning off the internet has progressed nicely. In place of surfing, I read magazines. They are available for free online through my library - so technically - it's still screen time - but, it's more focused on topics.

The Dec 29th issue of The New Yorker (pg 13) had a review of the current Gagosian installation in Paris. The basement studio of Joseph Cornell has been reimagined in three storefront windows. This add-on is for people who already know and love the work of Joseph Cornell. I don't have time to say more - it's a quirky corner of the art world that a few of you might be enjoy seeing.

Here is a

LINK to a review of the installation/exhibit