For my New Year’s Eve Wrist to Forehead Sunday post, I am going to go into my Media Library and select one picture from each month of 2017, re-share it, and say something about it. A kind of a Year in Review, which I have missed all week on the morning news shows, because I have not been paying attention. I am not too concerned if anybody pays any attention to me, either. It is that kind of a New Year’s Eve. Here we go.
He was such a sweetie! When he wasn’t being a stinker. Kind of like me.
Lots of good choices from January, but I have to go with the dog. This is our dearly missed Spunky. We had him for a very short time. Wow, way to start off on a downer note, Cindy!
What a great bunch! I am the one in red, getting strangled by the blonde.
This is the cast of LiFT’s production of Rubbed Out at Ruby’s, a real highlight of 2017. Which reminds me, I have at least one murder mystery I need to get to work on.
I know just how she feels.
This, of course, is a shot from House on Haunted Hill, the original William Castle/Vincent Price version. We just watched it again the other night, which is too bad, because it might have been a good choice to watch tonight.
Now I’m thinking about The Headless Everybody.
I had to go with another William Castle movie from my April pics. Strait Jacket, starring the inimitable Joan Crawford, in case you did not know.
“Charles Nelson Reilly isn’t wearing socks.”
I was watching re-runs of this the other day, too. Match Game, by the way (Match Game ’78 is what I was specifically watching). I remember back in the ’70’s watching them change the year on Dec. 31. Yes, I’m old; what’s your point?
Yes, sometimes I venture out of doors.
I thought I would change things up with this shot of actual flowers growing in my actual yard. I have not much of a green thumb, but some things bloom. I always think I am going to do better next year, so we shall see what 2018 brings.
Well, now I am going to change things up further and make this a two-parter. I am now at the six month mark. I shall do July through December tomorrow. This is good news for me, because I won’t have to think up another idea. Happy New Year, everybody.
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