Friday, December 31, 2021

The End of The Year

Today ends another year.  I recently saw a meme on Facebook where 2021 was depicted as a dumpster fire.   It made me laugh but truly, it has not been a terrible year for me.  Our family has remained mostly healthy, we all got vaccinated, baby George joined us, and we have had a ton of time with him, and I have had some pretty regular time with  my older Grands.  I plan to finish the year tonight with chocolate fondue with my son, daughter in law and the older Grands -- in person again!   Jack is not sure he will join us, Covid concerns and worry that he might not be able to see the baby if he does, but I would not miss it for the world.   Dominoes season is just around the corner.    It's all good, or at least good enough.   And yes, I am aware that it looks like it might get all bad again, because the Covid variants, Omicron at this writing, courtesy of the anti-vax people, continue to spread and change.  I worry about the baby, who is not old enough to be vaccinated.  I worry about so many of us who are at risk despite our vaccinations.  I worry about the ones of us who cannot seem to find work and wonder how long we can carry them all.  The political universe, our own democracy, are in upheaval.  But for the moment, in my little world, I am cozy and safe, and it is a happy end to the old year.

I can't claim to have been especially productive this year., but I wasn't a total slacker either  I can't prove it because my new laptop is not sure yet that it wants to be my best friend, but that will work itself out and I will surely have photo access again sometime soon.  My Secret Santa was happy with the gifts I sent to her, and that was gratifying.  I completed a few quilts in 2021.  I had my adorable new Featherweight to play with -- I pieced one small crib quilt on her.  I have a bunch of projects lined up for next year, including a planned quilt for Jack's oldest son, some larger quilts to put away for future gifts, and a number of small kits and projects to sew on the Featherweight.  Only my own laziness stands in my way.  

I hope to post again later with photos.  But whether I do or not, I wish us all a healthy, peaceful new year.  Please come in gently, 2022.

Friday, December 24, 2021

Not A Creature Was Stirring

Jack and I expected to spend a very quiet Christmas Eve and Christmas Day.  My son and his family have flown to San Francisco -- a few years ago they decided to try a new tradition of being away as a family for Christmas.  Their school breaks overlap, the only vacation time of the year when they are all free, and when they are here in their home state, they are pulled in a million directions during  Christmas break.  They didn't travel last year because of Covid-19, and made this year's plans when it looked like we were over the worst of it.  Of course, this week we are hearing scary stories about the newest variant, and they thought about cancelling but decided to go ahead since they are all vaccinated and so is the friend they will visit there.  I am happy and excited (and of course a little bit worried) for them.  We will have our Christmas get-together, and our traditional chocolate fondue, on New Year's Eve after they get back.  Jack's younger son and daughter in law are busy both days with her family, and his older son is working.  We thought that his daughter would enjoy her son's 1st Christmas with her little family.   But her boyfriend decided to go to Florida to visit his mom and grandpa over the holidays, so we got bonus family time, and we are delighted.  Now instead of just two grumpy old people on Christmas Eve, Grandpa gets to be snuggled down this afternoon, and just as the poem promises in The Night Before Christmas, not a creature is stirring.  

I hope all the people I know are as lucky as we are, and also having a peaceful Christmas Eve, with people you love.