Wednesday, January 2, 2013

The Many Colors of Beech

Taken December 8, 2012.

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  1. Morning everybody.

    Happy 2013 to you, Maria.

    Yay for winning hockey teams, Janet.

    Good wish for the new year, Dina. I certainly hope it comes true.

    Sorry about not getting the cliff (yet ... who knows what they'll do in the next round), Mary.

    I've got a chest cold, Larry, so I can definitely empathize. Hope you feel better soon.

  2. Happy New Year, all! Hope everyone had a safe holiday, and are now ready to face another year. May it bring us all joy and peace and dreams coming true.

  3. Back in the mimes saddle this a.m. Been a rough few days with the kitty - he's eating but still has bouts of diarrhea. Verdict is still Inflammatory Bowel Disease or cancer of the intestinal lining. Nothing conclusive. Vet prescribed steroids, which he's getting in pill form 2x a day.

    It's been rather exhausting worrying.

    Sending loads of get well soon vibes to Larry and Andi and anyone of you that's ill.

  4. Damn, sounds like Farf has the frigging plague. Get better man!

    Poor Kitty, Maria. I'm so sorry he's not well. I lost my Kitty from Fatty Liver Disease.

    Oh and just to let you know. Yesterday and old biddy let us all know that she doesn't understand while the liberal media is making such a big deal about "all those kids". "After all, hundreds of people die every day." Then some muttering about how more people will die in car accidents over lunch time... And she's tired of hearing about it. I was just speechless.

    She was speaking of the Newtown Massacre. 20 children.

    Guy in line, turns out his co-worker is an uncle to one of the victims. He followed her outside and started screaming at her. He came back in later very upset. I bought him a coffee.

    Senior Hump Day at the Mimes.