Hello Postcarders... Good Sunday Morning from Hell's Kitchen, USA...!
A quiet weekend here...
Though I did get out and about yesterday, Saturday, to do some service at two meetings... I chose the topic, for the first, and it was "the holidays"... Even after my own 4-6 minutes introduction I encouraged others to speak about how they might really enjoy the holidays, if they do... No one did.
Everyone seemed to be sharing about the tools they use to "combat" the holidays... LOL... Interesting... And often quite humorous, too... We are not a glum lot.
But
this Sunday morning, I'm up and in my sweatsuit for a few hours already, and flirting with the idea of how groovy it would be to spend most of this day right here in my man cave, eating, sipping hot beverages, catching up with tasks and chores, napping, and relaxing. Alone!... Not that I will... Just knowing that I might, and that I could... And might... Or not... Maybe... Whatever...
Venturing around town yesterday reminded me of the challenges of traveling East of 8th Avenue at this touristy time of the year... Sloooow walkers are the bane! ...Well,
one of the banes...
Next weekend: a cousin and two old high school girlfriends (!) from Baltimore will be in town and I promised to meet up with them and give them some bearings... So I'll likely be in the thick of Christmas tourism next week...
December is sooo the month of forced frivolity and machinated merriment... To which I react with my annually bellowed "Bah Humbug"... With a wink and a smile.
I DO appreciate the invitations to Holiday parties, though, as they alert me to the fact that I have to plan to hide out to avoid the lobby party, or walk down the
other block to miss the Block Association one... And not to go anywhere near where the Sundancers are having theirs... To me these invites are really
warning letters...
As for those lovely Facebook party invites, I rarely check FB in December so can always declare, I didn't keep up with Facebook this month...
Sorry I missed it... "Sorry" sounds better than "glad" when in that particular sentence...
I'll pick an early pre-dawn weekend morning before New Years to get out and photograph the Rock Center tree and snap a few of the store windows around town... (Bergdorf Goodman's, especially).
And... I will pretty much need the entire month to rest up and and psyche myself up for the looming and fast approaching Helldersburg Christmas...
Ho, ho, ho sounds much nicer than Oy, oy, oy!!
Having said, all that,
shit like this still makes me cry... LOL