Not like other people

Thank you to those of you who wondered where I was and perhaps worried I had died of old age. I have been around, more in a mood to think than to write. I did a lot of reading, too. I must have gone through at least a book a day for the last month.

What have I been thinking about?

I realized coming out of the bathroom after a nice long, hot bath wearing nothing but a towel on my hair that the first thing I put on is socks. Somehow I don't think most people do that. My guess is most people put on their underwear first, or maybe a robe. I do socks. I have no idea why. It just feels right.

Why do people buy more groceries in December? Don't we need to eat just the same amount as normal? I see grocery carts  just full of much more food than usual. It makes me want to put some of my food back to balance it out. When I try to convince myself that some people aren't buying anything, I notice that the grocery store has even more people in it than normal.

I survived having my daughter and her boyfriend here for dinner on Christmas. Her boyfriend asked for my recipe for the stuffing I made so he can use it in his restaurant. I consider that high praise. They also took half of the leftovers with them, so something must have been good. Then I had my long time friend Gary here for dinner a few days later and he took half of what I had left with him, too. I didn't get many leftovers for myself, but I had great company for both dinners.

Finally I am working out again, too. That required a lot of talking to myself and a 3-way mirror in a dressing room. Those things should be banned.

Last night I was late getting home for dinner for the beagles. Molly took it upon herself to prepare a meal for the two of them - at least two pounds of Peanut M&Ms. They drank a lot of water and went out a lot last night while I laughed at them. Yet they still tried to get me to give them dinner and their milk bone snack. No dice. I laughed a little less when they got me up three times in the middle of the night to let them out.

I am possibly going back to LA at the end of the month. If I do, I think this time I will take a side trip on the way there and stop in Phoenix. Of course, this all depends on a dogsitter, among other things. Somehow I have to convince my nephew that Wiz the cat does not scream all night long any more.

We are expecting up to 12 inches of snow tomorrow and the next day. Any of you who are feeling a snow deficit are welcome to come and get all you want off my driveway and sidewalk. I have 100 feet of sidewalk, so there should be enough for everyone. Try not to wake me up. I think I will just hole up here for a few days and keep thinking about things.