Wow, 2023 sounds like some movie. I remember December 31st, 1999 clear as a bell. Lori and I were on a beach in Seattle with a huge bonfire. People brought things they wanted to purge from their lives and threw them into the fire. Hard to believe that was 22 years ago.
In so many ways, society has regressed. I won’t go into it but anyone with half a brain can see things are not better now than they were then. That’s too bad. Hopefully we can turn things around.
Last night Jag came home from Boulder as he changed his plans. He stopped in about 8:30 to change clothes and then headed out to a party in Eagle. Sometime after midnight, he showed up with a couple girls who are sleeping downstairs now. I think it’s Lexi and someone else.
I did wake up at 11:56 so I woke Lori when the clock stuck midnight. Then it was back to sleep. Tom texted so he must have made it too.
Yesterday the Christmas stuff came down. We brought Dixie up and she hung out and looked at each ornament. A few times she asked why we were taking down the tree with Christmas coming up soon. Poor girl. She had a rough day. She’s now at the point where she’ll ask you something and then ask you the same thing a couple minutes later. She’ll be 92 in April.
Today Lori and I are headed to the gym again. We’re pretty committed to getting in better shape. It’s our thing, ha.
Let’s all hope and pray that 2023 is better than 2022. All we really need is for common sense to make a comeback. Everyone of us plays a part. If we all just do the right thing and keep pushing forward, we’ll be ok. Cheers, Happy 2023 and God Bless.