Sitting behind my chair, at the back door, are two pairs of my shoes…I put on one or the other whenever I go outside. The remarkable thing about these two pair of shoes is that one is a pair of hiking boots for those cold frosty mornings like I talked of at the start of the week. The other is a pair of flip-flops, three season shoes for SE Texas.

Take today…When I woke up it was already 64°. Right now, mid-afternoon, it’s 72° and still climbing. It’s breezy, the prognosticators assure us there are heavy thunderstorms headed our way, the radar tends to back up their insistence. Storm warnings are out all the way across the state…To our north, that is. The wind has been gusting pretty good all day…My wind-chimes are singing their loudest, most discordant song today accompanied by the patter of the leaves that are still falling from the oaks above my house.

I think my runs to the store are through until after the Christmas Madness. I stopped by the grocery for a few odds and ends that had been forgotten when I made my Christmas Dinner run yesterday…It’s what happens when you really don’t plan your meal very well. I still think there was something Sherry needed, but for the life of me I can’t remember what it was she mentioned. Luckily for me…Neither can she!

Besides picking up the house and wrapping a couple of gifts I’m done. Though, to be truthful, my better half will find plenty to keep me busy, I’m sure.

So if I get busy tomorrow and forget…

Merry Christmas To All and To All…Oh heck, you know the story…