My apologies for being more than usually in communicado. The end of this year
has been one of achieving Herculean efforts, followed by equal amounts of
Andrew and I have moved house. We left behind our big, beautiful, sunny house
in Blackburn and have now made our home in an even more beautiful, better
repaired house in lovely Croydon where we are surrounded by wooded mountains,
organic food, craft shops, and terrific restaurants. Of course following the
move we had to unpack and get quickly back to work, catching up with things
left undone in the rush.
It has been all we can do trying to fit a little Christmas into this year. I
just about broke down into tears thinking about unpacking and packing the
Christmas decorations. So, we decided to purchase some red and white balloons
along with shiny silver ribbon and hung them them from all of the lighting
fixtures in the living and dining rooms. So far the cats have been very well
behaved about NOT playing with the strings.
When we first moved our older cat Taka checked out where his kitty litter and
food was located, where the bed was located, and where we were located, and
was cool with the whole thing. The younger cat Kannon had a harder time of
it. The first night he went to every room in the house in turn, looked at the
room, couldn't find his old house, then bellowed his displeasure. He did this
over and over keeping us awake through the night. The next day he hid in the
empty bookshelves. The day after that he discovered that it was massive fun
running up and down the new hallway at 90 miles an hour. This also kept us
We promised ourselves that if we made enough money on the sale of our old
house that we would put in a cat enclosure for the kitties at the new place.
This happened and for Christmas they received their first experiences of
being able to run around outdoors within the safety of the enclosure.
On Christmas Eve we had a lovely time sharing dinner with Andrew's father. We
had a traditional Australian BBQ of roast chicken and vegetables followed by
cherry pie for dessert. I contributed gingerbread cookies and pecan tarts to
the meal which I made during the day between searching through my files to
find stuff for our accountant. If you can believe it, the accountant met us
at Andrew's dad's place at about 7pm to pick the files up.
On Christmas day my greatest gift was being able to sleep in. Woohoo! I hadn't
done that in months. When we finally did get up, we opened our presents, then
Andrew made us a lovely Christmas meal of turkey bonbons (look like a bonbon,
but made of pastry filled with turkey, camembert cheese, and cranberry sauce)
with salad follwed by a dessert of MORE gingerbread and pecan tarts. We ended
the day by having dinner with some friends at their home.
Anyway, I trust everyone is having a happy holiday. Here's wishing you love,
peace, and health in the new year.
BA (Hons), MFA, PhD
Nothing can withstand the powers of love, laughter and imagination
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