Lots going on in my world, not all of it bloggable, but I will try to get readers caught up with us. The biggest thing, to me, is that winter has returned with a vengeance, and after wearing shorts on Christmas and for days beforehand, this morning I go outside with Lola and the water in the birdbath has frozen solid. I think it was in the low 30's. For Atlanta, that's brutal.
Had lunch on Saturday with my cousin/BFF Lesleigh, who is living back here now in Atlanta. Hated having her so far away in Texas. We had a good lunch and it was good to catch up a bit.
Michael has a friend who was having a lot of issues at home, and all day Sunday we discussed letting the boy stay here for a bit, finally bringing him in Sunday evening. However, he left yesterday, with his mom promising to work on being more civil to him. Hopefully things will work out. I didn't mind the boy staying here for a little respite for a few days, but I didn't want to raise another young 'un. I feel like I'm done with that, as Michael is pretty responsible and we get along pretty well these days.
Michael wrecked his car back on Thanksgiving and it took forever to get the insurance company to say whether it was fixable, then to send us a check since it was totaled. Finally got the check yesterday but we won't have cash in hand until probably tomorrow. We have another car picked out which we are hoping to purchase this week, if the mechanic thinks it's in decent shape. It's another Buick. Good, reliable car, and not too bad on gas mileage. Fewer miles than the one he wrecked.
Had a followup with the cardiologist this morning and everything looks good. The tiny computer in my chest has to be "downloaded" every 6 months and they look at how it's working. So far, so good. I told the doctor it has been an adjustment, though, just getting used to the pacemaker.
I keep reminding myself that January is the month when I try to get all my stuff together to give the accountant, for tax season. Not looking forward to that.
I will close with a photo I unearthed recently. That's me and Dad, the summer I turned 15. Dad had quite a tan going. I call this his "pirate" look. I think he must have some Mediterranean blood back there somewhere. He never wore sunscreen and he tanned beautifully..
