Week-long Welcomings from Moosylvania: December 19th

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. Merry Christmas, everybody. With temps in the low 60s heading for the low 70s this feels more like those of my childhood in Houston than a NW AR one. (We did get just over 6 KWHs yesterday and are starting the day at 127 m-t-d.)

    I hope everybody’s OK – managing at least – and that the day brings comfort if not joy. Holding everybody in my heart. Bright the day, Meeses. {{{HUGS}}}

  2. Merry Christmas, happy Yule, and blessed (nearly) Winter Solstice, Meese!

    Sitting down for just a moment before I put the potatoes on. The beef is already in the oven, roasting away. I have to look up the recipe for Yorkshire pudding since I haven’t made it since last Christmas Day.

    We had a riotous Christmas Eve supper at Elder Son’s house. I pointed out our Christmas present to Ethan, which was so clumsily wrapped and ugly that it looked as if Monty had wrapped it. In fact, I told the two saucer-eyed little boys, ages 6 and 7, that he did wrap it, using only his forepaws and nose. Then I relented and told them Monty Grandma had wrapped it, using only her forepaws and nose. Sometimes it’s very handy to have a dog so you can blame things on it.

    New Orleans Niece is up here for a visit, so she’ll stop by at 3 for tea. I’m doing laundry, trying to catch up with things, and tidying up the place in a desultory fashion. We ate so much last night at Eric’s that I actually feel I never want to eat again. Poor Miss Pink Cheeks lay on the sofa in the living room with earphones plugged into her phone. She’s just getting over a cold, so does not feel very well.

    Well, that’s it from me today—hope everyone is having a wonderful day!

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