Okay, so I’ve decided that I’m actually going to TRY to start keeping a more up-to-date journal of sorts and I figure that the only way I’m going to be able to do this is if I do it online. Now granted, the fact that it will be online will keep it from getting way personal, but that’s never really stopped me from sharing most of my thoughts in the past. So I’m giving it a go - we’ll see how long it lasts before I fall off the proverbial wagon of journaling this time.
It used to be that I kept a detailed daily journal of the goings-on, etc. in my world, but this was almost a decade ago. Since that time, I’ve only really been good about keeping trip blogs, but otherwise have been extremely poor at keeping up. When I was in New York, my excuse was that I was too busy. Now that I’ve been out of the city for a year, my excuse has changed and I have felt that my life is just way too boring to write about (apart from my trips, of course).
My daily routine is pretty mundane. Get up. Let the puppy out. Take a shower. Play with the puppy. Go to work. Work all day. Leave work. Battle traffic. Get home. Let the puppy out again. Play with the puppy. Watch some TV. Go to bed. Repeat. Every once in awhile I throw in a “Visit chiropractor” just to mix things up, but otherwise that is my life in a nutshell. It’s not even a decent sized nut, either - it’s a tiny nut…a pistachio perhaps.
This last weekend I did actually have one interesting thing happen. I had a DAR luncheon on Saturday morning - the last meeting until March. We had a lovely lunch followed by a small “concert” of sorts put on by a really fabulous singer (whose name escapes me right now, but I’ll add it in later). He specializes in folk (Irish & Scottish) and early-American music (spirituals, colonial, etc.) and he was really marvelous. Due to the season, his set list was mainly Christmas music which was just beautiful and had me tearing up more than once. 
I also met a really cool woman at the DAR meeting last month who’s about my age (something of an unusual find, at least in Washington Crossing!) We’re actually set to hook up for brunch or something possibly this weekend.
Colleen (my roommate) and I are also talking about maybe going up to NYC this weekend for the day. I miss the city SO much this time of year… I love New York all times of the year, but especially at Christmastime - there’s just something that borders on magical about New York at Christmas. So as if it’s not enough that I am homesick for the city on a typical day, throw Christmas into the mix with lights everywhere, store windows dressed up, 5th Avenue in all its splendor, carolers on the corners, Salvation Army Santas ringing their bells, and the Rock Center tree and I miss it so much I just about can’t stand it. So if I could get up there for a day, it might give me enough of a “fix” that I can survive until next Friday when I leave to spend the holiday with my fam in Atlanta.
Speaking of, I might mention that I’m a little more than slightly nervous about that 12-hour drive. Not so much nervous about the drive itself, but more about having to make the drive with my puppy. Chena is a great girl, but I think cooping up anything - animal or human - for 12-hours in a car is asking for trouble. To begin with, she gets carsick. I’ve spoke with the vet and know that this is not unusual for puppies and they typically outgrow it. In the meantime, the vet told me that if she can make it through the first hour, she should be fine after that. That said, I have planned my trip to leave extremely early in the morning so that I know she won’t have eaten for several hours. It should still be dark out, so she’ll most likely just sleep at first. Then it’s going to get interesting… So we’ll see. I have something of a plan I’m formulating which includes many rest-stops and lots of paper towels on hand.
But that’s all next week. As for this week, I have nothing to report. Even Gilmore Girls is a rerun tonight, so I really have nothing to get particularly excited about. Sigh. Maybe I’ll make a run over to the Home Depot.
Rock on.
