Oh dear, I am back to missing days of posting. What was I doing yesterday instead of making a blog post? Nothing very exciting, I fear, so I have not much to blog about today. However, I finally took a picture of my skeleton Bonita in her holiday outfits. Surely some of my readers will be interested (even if they are not named Shirley).
She’s ready for a party!
The background is a blanket my sister Cheryl gave me last Christmas, with pictures of me and my late husband Steve. I could perhaps have found something a little less busy to photograph Bonita with, but one does not always think of these things ahead of time.
Another festive friend.
And here is Burt the Birt-day Gorilla, also dressed for the holiday. The hat is one I put together one year when I did the Reindeer Run 5K in Little Falls. I have not done that run in a few years now. Perhaps in 2025.
Just a random St. Nick.
And this is a Santa Claus I snapped a picture of when I was out walking yesterday. He was all by himself in the yard, but he looked cheery enough to me.
At the triumphant conclusion of the race.
And here I am wearing the hat that Burt currently sports. As you see, I decorated myself for the run. My dear friend Jim met me at the end of the race, where he sang the chorus of “We Are the Champions” while I walked around with my fists in the air, because I like to walk around with my fists in the air while somebody sings the chorus of “We Are the Champions.” This was in 2018.
I see I am approaching 300 words. I call that OK. I shall hit Publish and continue trying to outpace my post-Christmas letdown.
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