We are getting married on the beach…

I say let our imaginations as well as our fondnesses for some regular comfort food just step forth in the comments and set a Splendid Table. With all the creativity here at the Lake, with pure imagination with no ingredient constraints, along with what some may need to consider for dietary constrictions, or budgetary constriction too for that matter, I’m completely convinced that we’ll end up with a fabulous spread.

What do you do to keep growing and to keep life interesting and meaningful? What would you like to do that you’ve never attempted? What’s holding you back, and is it surmountable? What’s on your “bucket list”? I’ve put on a fresh pot of coffee. Pull up a chair, and let’s talk about what you want to be when you grow up!

This is that midwinter time when it isn’t time to start planting, and it’s a bit cold for the outdoors; the days may be getting longer but they feel the same, and I light candles to cheer myself up.

So what did Santa bring you this year? Yeah, I know, we can’t ever seem to get peace on Earth but are there some other goodies that you got that you needed or really wanted? Did anybody else wind up with a gift sort of out of the blue that you’d been trying to budget money for prior? This is our last chance to talk about our holidays for almost a whole year so let’s get it going!

We’ve even gone past what is my final day of the mid-winter holidays, Twelfth Day/Fiesta de los Tres Rejes/Epiphany. Now do we start the regrets, just to balance off any excessive cheer we felt? There’s a lot behind the old saying that we’re going to pay for this later.

Congratulations, you’ve made it to the very last day of this year from Hell. This year 2011 has been terrible in so many ways. It’s a good time to make sure we start off right on 2012.

I wish everyone here the most blissed out, stress-free weekend. Be good to yourselves and never never ever stop Keeping the Faith!

As many of you know, KarenM recently donated a kidney to her son-in-law Jimmy. Of course there’s a lot that went into getting them into the OR, but we’ll start with some tales from the surgery. What a beautiful gift.

The only time I’ve ever been unable to communicate, many years ago, was with a nun who spoke no English, in San Jose, Costa Rica. My Spanish is abysmal. We hugged instead.