Come in 2015 and Stay Awhile

First, a hearty, healthy, Happy New Year!

Then, let's catch up a bit with the last of the December days; providing I can piece it all together...

Somewhere in there I caught cold, coughed a lot, got better, joined Silver Sneakers at the Y, swam and showered at the Y (helped the well-water supply while visitor was here), ate Wendy's roast beast Christmas dinner, ate at a minimum of two potlucks, ate Wendy's wonderful caramel rolls Christmas morning, opened presents, played cards and games, got a weird itchy skin allergy (thanks for being there, Benedryll), tried out new hearing aids, attended concerts, taxied busy Keoni to/from Lansdale train station, Aidan and he to/from rehearsals...hmm, lost a pound, too!...

Well, you get the picture.

Here's some catch up in the visual department...

Aidan's school Christmas concert.

Aidan accompanied the church choir's Christmas Concert.

Chef Aidan's Saturday breakfast for us: including table service!

Pumpkin and Coconut Pancakes. Yum!

Aidan and Keoni rehearse with Seth for Sunday 28th service.

Sunday the 28th.

A friend at church took pictures of us after the Sunday service.

Keoni and Aidan.

...and with their cousin Iliana who visited Christmas week.

Happy grandma.

John and Wendy

...and a mom and daughter.

Where Keoni is going to high school there is a remarkably wonderful chorus. The Phillies have invited them back to sing at a home game in April. Keoni accompanied some of their Christmas concert choral pieces. Here is one by Andrew Lloyd Webber which is a favorite of mine.




Frezz rattled the household late one night having somehow yanked down a section of fence and escaped into the darkness. One and a half hours later two of the family members found him panting and filthy at the edge of a neighbor's pasture and heading toward home. His collar was gone and he was really, really tired. He was actually quite subdued for a couple of days. My speculation runs that he found deer to chase a long way; then, had to figure out how he got wherever he was and negotiate possible fences to get himself back home. Plus, he's a good part Anatolian shepherd and doesn't care a bit when you call him if he's not really hungry.

A shoutout to Carol...thanks, for the beautiful Tucson sunrise picture to remember this view that was a part of my mornings so many, many times.

This had a very similar view from where I lived.

Wendy set the stage last night for caramel rolls again this holiday morning. I was asleep early for a New Year's Eve; so, I don't know what might have taken place at midnight.