Is it ok to screw around with my header, say, like once a week or so? Or is it distracting? I just realized a couple weeks ago that I can actually do that without any major anxiety. And since I haven’t been able to master uploading pictures, this seems like an option to present a little visual interest here instead of just all
my inane rambling text. (which is the same reason I sometimes put up video…)
This picture is of JuJu‘s cat, Allie. Forgive me if I spelled that wrong, Ju. PD and I don’t have a cat. Or a dog. Or anything that vaguely resembles anything from the pet world. Except the stuffed partridge I have perched in a Victorian birdcage in my dining room. And that’s enough for me. Although, PD often talks about how he might like to adopt a “Jesus Lizard.” They are members of the Iguana family and got their name from their ability to muster up the momentum to actually run on water when they are threatened by predators. They walk upright and are pretty cool to watch. If you’ve never seen one, here‘s a short 30-second video of one in action. I don’t see us adopting one anytime soon… I think it would be weird to wake up in the middle of the night and hear those little feet pitter-pattering across the kitchen floor.
I was hoping that PD and I might brave the cold temps and put some of our outside Christmas decorations up today. But then I watched the weather report and found that we should be having a warm-up in the next couple of days. Which is even better since today we will be sitting with PD’s mom. It looks like her recovery from back surgery isn’t going to be as miraculous as it first seemed. She’d had the surgery last Friday and was up and around and home on Sunday. We were all, like, “Wow!” Not so much now. My own mom is coming along, mostly just sore from the surgery. She had a defibrillator/pacemaker “installed.”
There’s a full Moon tonight, so you’ve got
permission a good reason to get a little crazy. I’m in the mood for summa’ dat…
My horoscope for today: Your feelings are more than a little confusing right now, but that probably just means they’re more complex than usual, even for you. Try writing them down in a poem or rambling journal entry. What? Me? Rambling???