Saturday, December 31, 2011



This is by far the worst New Year's eve ever.

I am in my fuzzy nightgown, had my shot of NyQuil,

I am still running a fever , my neck aches

and I feel miserable in pretty much every way.

Not to mention I have serious vehicle woes.

I welcomed the New Year with a box of Kleenex, tears and a heating pad.

Someone is setting off fireworks and it has my girls all upset. My dogs do not like loud noises.

On the other side of the coin. I completed all the rituals, to have a Happy, Healthy and Prosperous New Year

My Aunt Lee had a saying that what ever you are doing on New Year's Day is what you will be doing all year long. So if things are left undone you will be playing catch up all year long.

Every year I seem to add a little something. I don't know where my whimsy comes from , but it always comes.

Yesterday while straightening my pantry , I realized I really have to much stuff, food and things that could be used by those who truly have nothing.

A few weeks ago I threw away some really tattered and torn up linens at a clients. The next time I came to visit a neighbor came out and said he took those linens out of the dumpster and washed them, an he was using them now. I thought to myself those items were so filthy, had I had a match, I would have used it. It hit me that this poor man was so without, that even something so tattered was a God send to him.

So I went thru my pantry and got out about 8 grocery bags of non perishables.I also raided my towel closet and picked out all my older towels. New Years Day when I go to the island to have dinner with my parents I will stop by my clients apt, and bring him all that food , for him to keep what he can use and share the rest with the poor souls living in the same complex.

When someone steals a person’s clothes, we call him a thief. Should we not give the same name to one who could clothe the naked and does not? The bread in your cupboard belongs to the hungry; the coat hanging unused in your closet belongs to those who need it; the shoes rotting in your closet to the one who has no shoes. The money which you hoard up belongs to the poor. ” - Basil of Caesarea (330-379)

***I don't agree completely with St. Basil, as he does kinda sound like a socialist. But I am all for giving things away I no longer need to help those in less fortunate circumstances then myself.

Back to my rituals

1. There must be food in the house.

Pantry and Fridge fully stocked

2. All laundry done

3. All plants and pets watered/ fed

4. Money in the bank and in your pocket book

5. Bills paid

6. The house has to be cleaned well,

and everything in its place

7. All family graves must have new flowers.

8. All trash removed from house

9. Make Peace with anyone who has angered you--this is a hard one.

10. Gas in the vehicles

11. I have to have a vase of red and white roses in memory of my Daddy that's another whimsy thing of mine.

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