Week-long Welcomings from Moosylvania: December 26th

Welcome to The Moose Pond! The Welcomings posts give the Moose, old and new, a place to visit and share words about the weather, life, the world at large and the small parts of Moosylvania that we each inhabit.

Welcomings will be posted at the start of each week (usually Saturday night with a Sunday date). To find the posts, just bookmark this link and Voila! (which is Moose for “I found everyone!!”).

The format is simple: each day, the first moose to arrive on-line will post a comment welcoming the new day and complaining (or bragging!) about their weather. Or mentioning an interesting or thought provoking news item. Or simply checking in.

So … what’s going on in your part of Moosylvania?

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  1. Good morning, meeses! Saturday, the first day of the calendar instituted by a pope in 1582 …

    It is 23 degrees in Madison with an expected daytime high of 16. Snow is in the forecast. We are under a Winter Weather Advisory with 3 to 6 inches of snow expected to start later this evening. Last night we had mist that froze onto the streets. I hope that people stayed home and celebrated the new year without getting in their cars.

    The past couple of years, whenever “Betty White” was trending, people panicked. We were always relieved when it just turned out that she had made some clever remark that the Internet enjoyed. Yesterday, our winning streak ended. :( She was a one-of-a-kind character, a woman who had achieved ultimate cronehood: she had no master and had to please no one but herself – may her spirit rest in peace. She will be missed.

    Well, there you have it! Mission Accomplished in Missouri – their idiot governor declares that the pandemic is over, rip your masks off and party like it is 1917! Pay no attention to the hospitals at > 99% capacity, filled with unvaccinated #RepublicanDeathCult members who are straining the health care system and damaging the economy by scaring away people who do not want to die after visiting unmasked infection zones.

    I will ignore all 2021 retrospective articles. They are lazy journalism and do damage to history which is not the one page summary of a year coming out of one person’s brain but thousands of events, some important, some fleeting, but all of them stored away to assess in context, not just “happened in 2021.” For me the most momentous was discovering how close we are to losing our democracy. We all knew that the Electoral College process was a blight, a compromise with the slave states during the formation of the Constitution that rears its ugly head to upend elections more and more frequently. That it comes from the bloody hands of men who believed that humans should be chattel is fitting – a blemish on our country’s soul that is poised to destroy our democracy. It can’t be fixed and any plan to simply “vote our way out of it” is being upended in state after state where gerrymanders and partisan takeovers of vote counting are poised to overturn the will of the voters. Goddess help us.

    On that cheery note, I shall return to my First Day of the New Calendar Year tasks which include accounting projects and building many many lists.

    See all y’all later!

    • Gee, thanks for cheering us up, Jan! :D

      Unfortunately, you are absolutely correct. I think the end of the American experiment is in sight. Was just reading on Twitter why the fall of ancient Rome was a good thing for humankind. Who can say about our democracy?

      Glad I’m old.

  2. Happy New Year Meese! Am up cooking my black-eyed peas, ham and collard greens for luck in the year ahead.

    • Good morning! We appear to have survived to another calendar-change day. I like this number, 2022. It has lots of twos in it which are good numbers, the smallest prime number, in numerology representing the moon (she will be New tomorrow to get us started), and this: “the number 2 is known to numerologists as a supremely feminine force, one that represents both grace and power.” That is us!!

    • I made kale soup with blackeyed peas. Carrots cut in rounds and nice gold-colored sweet potatoes, for more symbolism.

    • Happy New Year, Sis! On the theory that I may have bought a can of black-eyed peas years ago and forgotten about it, I’m going to excavate the pantry some time today to see.

      Enjoy your New Year’s dinner!

  3. Puerto Rico

  4. Happy New Year, everyone! I’m up & watching the news, will take a walk later. And this afternoon, there’s the Doctor Who special. Got my blackeyed pea dish for later.

  5. HAPPY NEW YEAR, Meeses!

    It’s 54 going to 57 & raining. The rain’s supposed to stop and the temps start dropping around noon. Winter weather in winter. Still calling it a good omen for 2022. We wrapped up December with 162.59 KWHs and 2021 with 3.866 MWHs. Lowest for the 7 years I’ve had the 4K system. If anybody tells you 2021 wasn’t darker than “normal” – I got the data. I can’t say 2022 is starting better because it isn’t. But it’s only the 1st day. We’ve lots of time for it to become better.

    Interrupted sleep – not the fault of fireworks as I managed to sleep through those – so fuzzy brain. Moving slowly and keep starting things and not finishing them because I see/start something else. LOL. But like everybody else, I’m keepin’ on keepin’ on. Bright the day, Meeses. {{{HUGS}}}

  6. Good New Year’s morning, Meese! It is raining steadily in a most satisfactory manner and has been since the early hours of the day. The deficit for 2021 was 8 and 1/2 inches, so this rain is much needed.

    Poor Dearly is desperately seeking soccer. He couldn’t find it on the TV, as in 2022 it has changed from NBC to ABC. I’m sorry for him because one of his few remaining pleasures in life is watching the teams of his homeland battle it out on a soccer pitch. We have realized we’ll never see England again because we’re so old and have become so high-maintenance. Damn, it makes me homesick when I think about that.

    There are 1,000 things I ought to be doing: laundry, transferring my appointments to my 2022 calendar, going through the 2021 Witches’ Datebook and writing down all the passwords I changed into my new, offline password book. Talk about tedium!

    Instead, I’m going to give myself permission to work on Chapter 9. I went through the hard copy and marked which sections should move to Chapter 10. I really want to get into that book again. How do I know how long I have left before I cross over?

    Just yesterday I found out that a priestess who had been one of the teachers at my very first Witch Camp in 1995 has died. Although I hadn’t kept in touch with her as she was California-based, I saw on Facebook that she’d lived a very rich, full life. She taught the Witches in my class how to channel energy into our hands so they’d feel warm (our open-air class was rather chilly), and taught me to view my life as something other than a complete failure up to that point. I’ll never forget her.

    Well, squirrels, after my awful night I’ve got to get as much done as possible before my energy fails. May everyone have a peaceful, productive day grazing on the grass that grows by the Pond.

  7. Good morning, 24 and cloudy. I still see icicles outside my windows, but higher temps and rain are on the way. RonK dug a car out of the snow and drove to the grocery store yesterday if the roads turn to ice we are good to just stay home until it melts. I was going to finish my desk work yesterday but got distracted putting Christmas away. So I’ll start 2022 in my normal way with a desk mess, leftover lists, and a Christmas tree waiting to be undecorated and taken outside. Best New Years wishes to all!

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