Barbara J. Hamby

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When I posted tonight’s blog, I noted the absence of the one I wrote on the 14th, night before last. I?’ like to use the excuse that the power wasn’t working well enough to get it online, but I suspect that the writer was actually at fault. Anyway, I’ll throw it in now.

The bad news tonight is that a nap won out over a swim. So I’ll have to try to work one in tomorrow. I’m looking forward to a matinee performance tomorrow of the symphony Christmas program, in which my daughter-in-law is appearing.

The entry for the 14th follows:

At the dining room table, on my notebook computer, I’m listening to the wind whistle through the big tree outside. I heard it suggested on TV weather news that, if you have a tree South of your bedroom, you should sleep elsewhere tonight. Fortunately, we are not in that position.

This morning I received a writing ezine in my email, called Writing Sparks. The gal who writes it always provides at least one idea for a story. Today she offered this:

Creative Writing Prompt #1
Story Idea--Write a story about a 75-year old grandmother who steals Christmas ornaments from public trees, so she can decorate her own tree at home.

Floyd didn’t think it was a very exciting idea, but I expect an imaginative writer could even turn it into a murder mystery. However, that’s not my bag. I did use it as a segue to inquire whether he would be putting the lights on our tree anytime soon. “Definitely, by tomorrow,” he assured me. I don’t really feel like dealing with it tonight anyway. I hope I do by tomorrow.

When our lights dimmed twice tonight, I panicked and cooked a quick dinner. Fortunately, I had thawed mahi mahi, so I fixed it with rice and green beans and it turned out quite well. The last time I cooked that fish, I was in Maui, so it brought back pleasant memories. Tonight, I missed having the mangos for salsa that my sisters and I had there. Nonetheless, it was pretty tasty.

We burned candles during dinner, in case the lights went out, but so far, so good. I hear sirens almost continuously and am so glad to be inside and warm and dry. I think I’ll save our firewood and fake logs in case we do have a power failure, so no fire tonight. Not yet, anyway.

So much for old news

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