Happy New Year!!!
I have always loved starting a new year. The idea of reinventing myself, being kinder, hope for a flatter stomach, gosh, it gives me goose bumps. I don’t make silly resolutions I have no intention of keeping, as in possibly drinking less wine or giving up that second cup of coffee, uh, no. And course I never really reinvent myself, attain the flatter stomach and with menopause approaching that being “kinder to people” thing is just simply out of the question. But the thoughts and ideas and the hope still linger on.
This so-called Arctic Snap or whatever they’re calling it today is in full force. I woke up this morning and had to walk the dogs outside in what my iPhone said was “6 degrees, feels like 0”. I almost lost Niu Niu crossing 42nd Street in a wind gust. Ladies and gentleman, when it’s 0 degrees outside, shit…gets…real. Everything becomes “god this” and “god that”. “God, please make Bernie go poop right now”, “God, please shorten the light at 42nd and 10th ave.”, “God, please, please, please, train my dogs to use the toilet in the apartment”, you go insane really. The grocery store is just across the street but I have to go down to the light, cross the street and then go up the other side. So rather then make the trip I try to create dinner from a celery stick, two tomatoes, a brie log and some granola. I want to send the dogs far, far away.
Here are cold but happier times in Water Mill during New Years when we got the big snow!
Portraits of the beasts, A Christmas present for Ken.