First, a story!
This is Boxing Day. It is also my 65th birthday! Last week, Joseph Brian happily exclaimed, "Soon you're going to be a real senior!" I guess he likes to hammer that home, as he turned 70 a couple years ago...
My mother gave birth to me on her own. A single mom, back in 1956, when it was shameful. Happily she gave me up for adoption. I met her, Meeting my birth mother, and it didn't go well. I've had a good life.
I awoke to a surprise the cats set out for me. JB put it out last night, but Nutmeg attacked it!
We had a wonderful birthday party last year. We'll celebrate in the New Year sometime. We are staying safe in our home. Last year we had the girls off and on, while their parents worked from home. It was wonderful being useful, while the parents juggled work and family.
We had ice pellets on Christmas Day. That on top of snow!
It's an interesting sound. A bit spooky, as Ice Storm '98 occurred at this time of year. We filled the bathtub, and checked for flashlights. There were 10,000 without power in Ontario on Saturday. We were unscathed. Most came back up that day.
We opened our stockings. Now, JB put together all of ours. Happily he's of the age and stage where he forgot what he put into them! He was happily surprised, as was I.
S-I-L Jean-Luc brought the striped one over (see yesterday's post!) and Cinnamon thought it was amazing. The pompoms got his attention. After this, they showed much more interest in the boxes – rather than the new cat toys. He is so cute!