I am returning to blogging after taking a long break for Christmas. I had nothing to write about, and we muddled through the holiday with the mother-in-law in her dark, depressing house in the run-down borough adjacent to Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.
What we just endured for Christmas culminated how I felt about the year 2016 — a year I would rather forget. But I worry that 2017 will be far worse. (However, remaining consistent with my self-promise, I will not post anything about politics on this blog any more.)
So for 2016, this was my life in boots, leather, and life….
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My posts vary from sharing my experience and knowledge about boots to continuing to deal with this downer funk I am in since the disaster of November 8 and the incoming destruction of my beloved country and its world standing. But there is nothing I can do about that (except cry about MATW*…)
I am back to my 2016 bah-humbug self. The shot of Christmas Spirit from visiting with my friends last Saturday night and going Christmas caroling for the 44th year in a row has withered.
While I still do not have much Christmas spirit this year, I enjoyed gathering with friends I have known since junior high school once again last night for our traditional Christmas caroling gathering. (Yep, I wore leather jeans, a red shirt, and instead of high-heeled cowboy boots (shown in this old photo), I wore
I have to be honest, with the disaster that occurred in the United States on November 8, I have been rather down and have not had any holiday spirit. But our plans for our
Today is our U.S. Thanksgiving, a holiday to celebrate the season’s harvest with family and friends.
Sorry, no time to blog. This weekend has been especially busy. I have been almost as upside down as this picture…