The Snow Has Arrived

My world is a pretty quiet one this week and that's a good thing. I've been laying low, doing "homely" things, reading (after shelving three books because I couldn't get into them!), and beginning to plot out the upcoming holiday season. This was a motivator!

Yes, we had our first snow -- only an inch or two at first. It didn't last much but we got another two or three inches over it. My snow guy didn't show up so I shoveled -- well, shoveled half and then thought I'd better be careful with the bad back/shoulder and hip! More is predicted for the weekend, probably far more than I'm ready for. But I have to admit, it was just lovely.

Friends and Folly?

I've been steering clear of crowds but did enjoy a lovely lunch with two friends I rarely see. No photos, but there is great, quiet joy in sitting around a table in a beautiful, sun-flooded dining room, with loads of colorful paintings bringing the walls to life. We sat there for several hours talking about everything under the sun, from family things, politics, theatre and the arts, mental health, love and loss, aging and coping and so much more. I left feeling full of joy and happiness.

From there it was on to Kroger for a few groceries before the next snow. And outside, I saw this.

Does anyone think these lovely trees will have any needles left by Christmas? Or is getting a live tree now pure folly?

Deet or Beet?

Some of you asked about the name my grands call me -- Deet (or "beet," as Carson drew it because when you're five, a b and a d are a tough distinction.

So, here's the story. When I was very little, learning to talk, I couldn't say my full name, which was Jeanie Ellen. So I called myself Deetle-Elle, which got shortened to Deetle and to Deet. I was only two or so at the time so it's clear that I claimed the name LONG before insecticides did! Only my cousins and one childhood friend call me that these days -- even Rick doesn't, except around the kids. But when seeking a "grand name," I wanted something easy to say for a little one. It works. And no one else has that name!

Hygge

We are laying low right now. My Canadian friend Suzanne is coming after Thanksgiving for a few days and hopefully I'll be feeling much better by then. Besides, there's plenty of cozy at home. We're in the hygge zone.

(I have to say, I'm a little envious of how much Lizzie loves Rick. He walks in and she comes out. I come in and unless it's at dinner time, I hardly know I have a cat!) As you can tell, that's her favorite chair. Time for a visit to IKEA for a new slipcover!

The only time she does this for me is when she's hungry.

Winter and Thanks!

I leave you with another look at our winter white and thanks for your queries and support about my MRSA diagnosis. I'm on drugs for a couple of weeks and hope that will do the trick and can avoid the pic line.

And, a reminder of our upcoming holiday! I'm not world's greatest turkey fan so I can get behind this one!

Happy Thanksgiving Week!