This morning, as I was blowing my hair dry after my shower, the thought came to me--what the hell is going on with my hair. I don't know whose hair this is I'm trying to style, but it is NOT mine. I seem to remember having this thick, shiny, dark hair, that was easy for me to style. Now it seems that I'm fighting with someone else's hair! This new hair is not so thick anymore, exposing tons of cowlicks & a weird curly patch behind my left ear. It's darkness has been dusted with platinum streaks (ok, grey) and it doesn't shine much lately. Did I anger the hair witch? Along with all the other witches I've angered lately. OK, I'm trying to grow old gracefully, but, come on, this is not what I bargained for!! Has the hair witch put a curse on me? I'm sure of it. I'm heading out to the library as soon as I finish wrestling with whoever's hair this is (or is it whomever's?). I'm going to find a book on how to break spells put on me by any of the old age witches I must have messed with, unintentionally. Hopefully, I have a few things around here to help with whatever potion I must mix up to break this spell---I have hairspray, volumizing lotion, curling irons, you name it. I may be able to scrounge up some eye of the newt, & I'm sure I can get a hair from an old man (one lives here, after all), that along with plenty of garlic. All I need is a good recipe, and I'm good to go!

Yes, people, I went to the grocery store yesterday. That's me on the left, in my housedress! Not really. I had a real snowbird experience. I live in an adult community (nice words for geezerville) & all the snowbirds who spend the winter here were out in masses yesterday. I waited at least 20 minutes for my turn at the deli counter. When it finally was my turn, I asked for 1/2 lb of corn beef. Deli-woman handed me a sample, I asked for a little thicker cut. Says she, "It gets tougher the thicker it's cut".. Says I," Well, I don't want it too thick." Says she, "Well, I just don't want you coming back here, saying it is too tough." Well, this went on for a couple of minutes, while I'm knee deep in pissed off senior citizens. Finally, I don't care if she puts the lunch meat in a shredder or cuts it with a grater, I tell her to cut it any freaking way she wants, just cut it!! So I got a pile of very thinly cut corn beef! I waded my way out of the deli dept, making sure to note what day this Deli-woman works, & a vow never to come to the store on this day of the week again! I just blew off the swiss cheese I wanted & headed for the check out stand.

This is under one of my tables in my sewing/painting room! Can you believe it?

This is a picture of Gertie, my sewing machine. She's a beauty! Sometimes she jams & tries to munch my fabric, but for the most part we get along.

Here is Sergio--ta da! Of course he is my surger. He will break or cut anything that comes in contact with him. You have to pull pins out like a big dog or he will snap them off & then go for your fingers. We get along fine as long as the pins come out fast!

I have not cleaned this room, or removed any garbage since before Christmas. As you can see, it would be impossible to sew anything in here until I do. That is my New Year promise to myself--I will get organized!!! Why no one believes me, I'm sure I don't know...Just saying!

Isn't this a funny picture? This me, after my morning walk! I usually stay this way for about half of the morning when I return. This eating healthy is killing me & it's no fun. Somehow, when you are craving a big piece of cake, a carrot or a radish just won't do the trick--know what I'm saying? Oh well. Just wasn't one of those people born with a fantastic metabolism. Suck it up!!!!

This is another view of the picture Toni made me for Christmas. When you lift up the front picture, this is what is inside--individual pictures of Toni, Elizabeth, Maggie & me. Cute, huh?

Here is my Christmas tree, which I am getting ready to take down for another year. I think Santa had to much "cheer", as he is about to topple over! I truly hate this job of undecorating.

Here is another, smaller, picture of where I have my cabinet, in my living room. It was pretty heavy to lift--I think Mr. Jay blew a gasket!! Oh well, he needs the exercise. He says he doesn't want to move, paint, re-arrange, drag, or pull anything else in this house for at least a week or two. lol.

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Hi everyone & Happy New Year! Here is the picture of my beautiful China cabinet that my daughter Toni gave me. Isn't it beautiful? I don't know what I'm going to display yet, but at least I managed to get it in it's place. Hurray!