Calendar

I don’t like what the calendar does to me at this time of year. We’re so close to the holidays that I just stop being able to deal with the days that still lay between me and the big dates.

We are currently seven days away from xmas and 14 days away from New Years. That means 13 days until New Years Eve, but NYE is a work day for me so that’s pretty screwy in general.

As an added bonus, we are 38 days away from the next vacation too. I sure hope it’s nice and warm in Florida in January. Last time we visited in January it was cold-ish in the morning and warm in the afternoons. I can live with that.

With the possible exception of anything that might be added to any one of the many piles of xmas gifts in the next few days, everything that isn’t for my wife or for a Secret Santa has been wrapped. I’ll have it all done by the weekend, with oodles of time to spare before the big day arrives.

I just want it to get here. I want Santa to arrive and unlawfully break into the house do his dirty work. I want the kids home with us, even if it is just for a short time, and I want to see the niece and nephews and the siblings and the in-laws on both sides of the family. I just want it to get here already. Is that too much to ask?

Century

Okay, folks, this one is important. We all have to work together to pull this off.

My wife and I just watched a thing about Dick Van Dyke’s 99th birthday. Remember a couple of years ago when we as a society vowed to ensure that Betty White would reach her 100th birthday and then we failed with just a few days to go?

Now we have to make sure that Dick Van Dyke makes it. We have to pull out all the stops. We have to cure every disease and ensure he is safe from all potential accidents. We MUST make sure that he reaches his 100th birthday. It is a moral imperative. It is A MUST.

Then once we successfully get him into the triple digits we will have to turn our attention to Mel Brooks who will turn 99 next summer.

You all heard me. Now get out there and get to work!

Extreme Close Up

Robin’s food bowl must be a little low. She gets extremely affectionate when that happens, and she’s extremely affectionate right now. She knows that the road to her stomach runs through my heart… or something like that.

Dad’s Camera

I took this with Dad’s camera last summer. Or was it the summer before last. I don’t remember. It was at Nubble Lighthouse in Maine.

I took Dad’s camera to New York this past weekend and with the exception of a couple of pics with my iPhone it was the only camera I used. It’ll probably be years before I get the film developed though, so you’re just going to have to be patient. You and me both.

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