(That, of course, was the name of the play on which the film Casablanca was based.) However, it might be more accurate to title this “Everybody Comes To Ogden,” which is indeed what everybody did New Year’s Eve. Wait, are these the streets of Morocco? Is that Rick? Who’s the lady with the champage? (I always end up with the champagne. In every picture.) I hope we all had a Happy New Year, and that one of us actually said, “Here’s looking at you, kid,” during a toast.
1. I was driving off to see the cat and the house for the night and I saw something cross the road in front of me. I thought, “Wow, that’s a really big hunchbacked cat.” But it was, in fact, a raccoon. On I Street and Third Avenue. Lock down your pets!
2. I found a yarn store in West Jordan that has a really impressive yarn selection.
3. Ditto for a fabric store in Gardner Village, of all places. (Well, almost ditto. The fabric store had a nice selection of fabric.)
4. There was a line in the old movie Sabrina that I liked, spoken by Miss Audrey: “I thought I was all grown up. But I just got a new hairdo.”
Mostly, finishing small knitted projects:
Also, house- and cat-sitting without a laptop. (For the love, people–a little patience, please?)
And finally, making lists of what I’ve learned during this seemingly endless week of introspection:
1. I don’t want to live alone.
2. I like brightly-painted walls.
3. I like my job and the structure it provides.
4. Baking is soothing.
5. I really enjoy living ten minutes away from a walk in the foothills.
Come back tomorrow for MORE LISTS! Really!
Yesterday was the Winter Solstice, or Yule. Here’s all sorts of internet knowledge about the Yule log (not to be confused, of course, with the pastry version of it, the buche de noel). I hope God blesses us (one and all!) and that we all enjoy our versions of Christmas. Or Yule. Or Hanukkah, although I think that’s finidhed.
I’ll be posting next week (just for you home readers, Annihilate) but probably not every day. Stay tuned.