Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Happy Year New

Well, there goes 2014! Here, it was a good year, with the arrival of Daisy Julia Comolli a highlight almost a year ago. She's been walking since taking her first steps on Thanksgiving.

Aidan and Dylan moved away to Missoula and their first year of college.

Julia adapted to her sophomore year in high school. She said she would like to add classes and graduate after three years because she feels ready for college now.

Laila and Loic and their three beautiful children hosted many of our family get-togethers and I hope to go to their house again tomorrow, the first day of 2015.

Sarah and her three beautiful chldren moved to San Jose, closer than Sacramento!

Peter and Claire are moving to Pasadena in March.

The Giants won the World Series -- again.

An epic drought, the worst in at least 1,200 years, has been punctured a bit by huge winter storms.

I feel older, tired much of the time, but grateful for my family and my job. I managed to save money for my "retirement" this year; I was doing the math today.

It is what passes for cold out here, but many of you have much worse weather.

Bless all of my family and friends and anyone who happens to pass by this blog.

Feliz año nuevo!

Thursday, December 18, 2014

Why?

Every time I write a post like my last one, debating whether to stop, I suddenly start finding little reasons to continue. It might be sighting a hummingbird in the backyard, or a pretty woman smiling at me on the street, a conversation with a neighbor, or the patterns the wet leaves make on the sidewalk as I walk back and forth to my job.

All that happened to me today!

It's only a blog. It gets barely any traffic -- a visit or two a day. In its heyday many people read this but that was then.

Now is now. I'll keep going, for now.

Happy holidays.

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Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Time to End This?

I am truly not sure this blog is serving any real purpose any longer. There was a time it was infused with energy. I thought I had found away to communicate through my own personal lens about issues and dilemmas that touch all of us.

But I was a lot younger then than I am now. And my energy, to be frank, is waning. It is hard to muster the strength to write anything of any interest beyond my own family. My focus is inward, not outward.

I am working in a very demanding job. Actually, I have the equivalent of three jobs. Physically, it is proving hard to hold up.

Truly, at this point, the most rewarding moments of life are the little things. Very small and personal and inside the family. I do not think sharing them is likely to be useful to anyone reading this words.

I am old beyond my age. My body hurts in more ways than I would ever admit. My mind wanders. If this were a public blog, which it is not, the world would deserve better.

The very, very few of you who read this crap deserve better. I just feel too old, too ill and too exhausted by my day job to continue this blog.

I think it is time to sign off. I've tried to do this before, but I think this is finally the year. I've been publishing for 49 years, come January.

Maybe enough is enough.

Sunday, December 14, 2014

Holiday Time

Really happy to have my two tall redheads at home for the winter break. Crossing fingers for their report cards. Cooked spaghetti last night. Went to Best Buy this morning. Looking forward to the holidays.

Life is good here.

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Wednesday, December 10, 2014

One of My Artists

My youngest seems to be sketching again, leaving clues around the house. I love this!

Saturday, November 29, 2014

Holiday Weekend

Last night Julia and one of her friends from school completed their work on this bridge. At about 2 a.m., after #Ferguson protesters had marched through this neighborhood, Dylan came home by cab.

Meanwhile, I had cooked his favorite, spaghetti, with fresh basil, green onions, garlic, and ground turkey, Arribbatta sauce, and Angel Hair pasta.

This morning, I drove Julia to the SPCA, where she walked dogs, and later picked her up.

They both ate up the rest of the spaghetti this afternoon, before I drove them back to Bernal.

It is so nice to have my youngest son back here!

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