We're having a spiritual experience...

  I am home, with Roxie, singing along to the cd playing in the Bose.  It's a marvelous cd by a woman named Jan Phillips, full of spiritual songs. It's my Sunday morning go-to music. That..and the Staples Singers.  If you aren't familiar with Jan, please check out the link. I have several of her books and the music...she speaks to me...

  Anyway...we had a nice breakfast of spinach, onion, minced garlic and cheese omelets with english muffins. Then the Irishman left for his busy Sunday...meeting at 10 and then District Mtg at 2 and making copies in between. Copies he should have made earlier, but forgot, of meeting agendas, necessary for the GSR's to have. Anyway, I sent him on his way with a healthy breakfast and my part in THAT is done. lol

  So Roxie and I cleaned up the kitchen and made our way to the computer and the music and she is singing her little heart out. lol  She loves to sing with Joan Baez, too. Someone said the music must hurt her ears, but I don't think so...she just likes to sing.  She sings along until she's done and then she stops and doesn't sing any more.

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   Yesterdays long day at MissB's was relatively uneventful, as she slept most of the day because she was up half the night and on a rampage.  They all warned my about the day, and even thought they were maybe going to have to take her to the  hospital, but finally she exhausted herself (I guess) and went to sleep.  She even ate breakfast for me and had some coffee, and then after an hour or so, dozed off. I did all kinds of little cleaning chores and some laundry and even took the kitchen curtains down and washed them. 

   It was great to be off at 3 in the afternoon and come home after stopping at the market for some bread.  OMG. I have got to get back to baking all my bread again. I cannot believe the price of a decent loaf of bread..and the only kind I buy around here is the Brownberry Health Nut, and it's over 4 dollars a loaf.  Highway robbery. 

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  It was beautiful day yesterday, close to 50, and the same is expected for today. I'm going to take Miss Roxie for a walk in the park, as she didn't get one yesterday and the other dogs did. The next few days are supposed to be even warmer, if you can imagine. 

  The bad news is that my peach trees are budding.  I have lilies poking up through the ground, and that's one thing, but if the trees flower too early and then we get a freeze we will lose the whole peach crop. And THAT, my friends, would be tragic. Because we grow some damn fine peaches, if I do say so myself. Tomorrow morning I am going to try to get some seeds started.  Cabbage type stuff, I think. Cruciferous vegetables...which include kale, broccoli, cauliflower, Brussels sprouts, and cabbages. I'm going to research and see if we can grow Napa Cabbage here--not sure.  And regular cabbage for sure.  I need to go check Beth Marie's blog and see how close we are to spring. The Irishman seems to think it's way too early for doing ANYTHING, but I know better. One thing I know--this time of year time speeds up and if we're not careful, it'll be late May and we won't even have the compost on the beds yet...at the end of every year, we do a lot of layered composting..putting the debris and leftovers directly onto the beds and let it compost all winter long. Then we turn that beautiful stuff over in the early spring and then we start moving the real stuff from the compost bins onto the beds and turn that under too.  After we plant and things start coming up, we start top dressing them with composted leaf material and whatever compost is left from the bins. After that, we don't fertilize much...unless it looks like something really needs an extra boost. Then I use either a fish emulsion or a manure tea.  And I make my own insect spray from onions, garlic, a tiny bit of dish soap and water, and cayenne pepper.

  I feel like I have spring fever....lol.

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 It's going to be interesting to see how my blackberries come back from the horrific rape by the tree cutting hillbillies. Husbandman seems to think they'll be fine and come back with a vengeance. I hope so.  And if they do, at the end of this summer, I'll go around cutting the rest of the ones all around my perimeters out. I want to get some blueberries in this year too. I planted them once, when I first moved in and then accidently mowed them down. And killed them.  oops.  I have raspberries and blackberries (the blackberries are wild and delicious). I want to plant strawberries too, and I think they probably need to be getting in the ground soon. I had strawberries the first 3 years here, but they tired out and I mowed them all down and didn't replant. (Plus--I had about a gazillion jars of strawberry jam in the pantry, so....)  lol  I know Mama Pea plants lots of strawberries..maybe I'll pick her brain about how she maintains them, because I suspect I could keep them longer. 

  A friend laughed when asking me how much more garden I thought I get in on this little piece of dirt of ours. I looked at her seriously and said that we still have way too much lawn that could be used for practical purposes.  Then she stopped and said--are you serious?? I said hell yes I'm serious.  We have a beautiful yard, but I am so not into all that mowing and maintenance when I could be growing food on it. In this country we are crazier about that than anywhere else in the world.  And I have plenty to spare. There's a little less room in the back where the majority of my garden beds are, just because there are a lot of trees back there, and so it's a sunlight issue. We have already used all the good spots for all the gardens back there. I think. lol  We do still have to have some leisure places back there, and my chicken coop is back there and my clothesline and our back decks, with the bbq and all. I have a little quiet spot down by the pond, with a table and chairs and a shepherds hook with a tiny delicate wind chime hanging from it. It's incredibly peaceful there, and I love to have my breakfast down there in the summer and read. There are bird feeders all arouond down there too, and a wren house.  Down by the pond on any given day, you might see our resident Great Blue heron,  tiny little bluebirds, juncos,  sparrows and woodpeckers. We have some small green herons too, every now and again. And always Robins and Cardinals and Bluejays.  It's heaven.

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  Well, the morning is slipping away and I have things to do. So, I bid you adieu and wish you a spiritual experience all your own on this fine day.  Stay grateful for all the little things, and remember to say a small prayer for Linda as she goes through recovery from her surgery yesterday. Step outside and listen to the birds and look for the signs of spring...they're everywhere....

Namaste.

Oscars all around...

  (Not that this has anything to do with that...but I think there might be some wisdom here...)

 Oscars all 'round...

  Tonight we went to see Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close.  It was an outstanding movie that was a real tear jerker at times and a marvelous snapshot of 9/11 and the impact it had on the city of NY and the people who lost loved ones.  Even the Irishman cried a time or two.  I told him it must be Oscar quality, because I was still crying off and on coming home.

We had supper at the new Japanese Restaurant in Litchfield.  It's called Sakura. It was wonderful. We ate like 5 people, lol.  We ordered appetizers of a Miami roll (smoked salmon, cream cheese and avocado--an inside out roll.) AND an appetizer of age dashi dofu, which is a crispy fried chunk of tofu with fish flakes on top (that wave in the heat) and a ginger soy sauce for dipping. Both were excellent.  Then we each ordered the hibachi meals --his shrimp and scallops and mine scallops, gently and perfectly grilled. Each plate came with a mound of really good fried rice and a stir fry of broccoli, carrots and lots of onions. Also came with a bowl of miso soup and a small salad. The salad was typical, iceberg and shredded carrots with their tahini dressing on it. The miso soup, however, was delicious...rich and simple and exquisitely prepared. Tiny bits of tofu and wakame and thinly sliced green onions.  The service was great, the new decor was beautiful and the ambience was very tranquil.  We will definitely be going back again. We ate all that food for under 35 dollars too. PLUS--(oh, and this was my favorite part) I ordered green tea, and it came in a beautiful small cast iron teapot. I really wanted to smuggle that pot out with me....

  So, it's Friday night and I have a very early morning --have to be up by about 5:30 in the morning. My Saturday schedule has changed and I'll be at MissB's from 7-3, which means one more night to have supper with my husband. That will be nice. That'll be 3 nights a week!!  woohoo!  

(And yes--I am cooking for him)

 Ai yi yi....

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I got a new Elmore Leonard book (I am a big fan--and the book isn't new-new...came out in 2009 I think.)  I also got a new (again) Wally Lamb book. This one is called The Hour I First Believed. There was one in between this one and the first one I read (She's Come Undone) which I loved. Looking forward to getting into it. But I have Elmore sitting on the bedside table, as he's a quick and easy read.  And I am reading (still)  The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo. mostly at work. It's been slow getting into, but it is starting to pick up, about a quarter of the way into it.  The new WL book is about a couple of teachers who move from Connecticut to Colorado and the woman teaches at Columbine. She's in the middle of the shooting spree and survives, while her husband is off in Connecticut because his mother died (or is sick or something). Apparently she never gets over the trauma...I'm looking forward to reading it.

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It was about 50 degrees here today. The Irishman piddled around working on things and chainsawing tree debris and I made some menus and a shopping list and went to the Green Earth market. I got some great deals, some needed spices (turmeric and smoky paprika), and spent a fortune on a  juice drink called Green earth goddess..It had wheat grass, spirulina, celery, carrots, beets...it was very good but I nearly choked when I saw the price. As you know, I juice all the time in the summer garden months, when I have all the produce I can stand. For free.  This drink set me back almost 7 dollars!!!!!!!!!  I'll probably not do that again.  lol  It was really good though...

  I got 2 huge heads of cauliflower, mushrooms, avocado, and red potatoes-all organic.  I got 2 packages of tofu. I got a dozen eggs to let my hens try to catch up, as they are slowing down in this yo-yo weather we're having. Cage free-naturally fed eggs for 2.99/dozen. (The organic ones were 4.79!!!!) I haven't had to buy eggs for awhile, so I experienced some sticker shock there. lol  I got rye flour so I can make the bread for some Vegetarian Reubens.  I got whole wheat lasagna noodles so I can try a recipe I found for a Caramelized Onion Lasagna. I got organic baby spinach. I got a pound of organic raw cashews (PRICEY!) And I got coarse ground corn grits for making polenta, which we love.  All  this for about 40 dollars. Not too bad, considering...and like my husband said--you can't put a price tag on our health. So--there you have it.

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  Okay--really have to hit the hay.  have a great Friday night, all you night owls...I'm outta hereeeeeeee.....

Namaste.

Cuckoo!! Cuckoo!!

I don't know what the Sam Hill is going on in my brain, but I am starting to be concerned by some of the goofiness.  Last night after I went to bed, I kept seeing a computer game that I play behind my closed eyelids. I was ACTUALLY PLAYING THE GAME...  in my head.  WTH??  It took me a while to get to sleep. 

  Maybe I have a brain tumor.

  I'm mad at my husband again.  I've not returned about 4 phone calls in the last week that I really should, but just don't want to. And I don't know why.  

   It's Thursday, and I spent my whole day off cleaning and doing laundry and cooking and never left the house, except for one short foray into the back yard and then around to the garage to look in the freezer.

  Himself came home, jumped in the shower and left again. And DID NOT EAT THE FOOD I COOKED.  Took a peanut butter sandwich with him to eat on the way.  After he was gone, I said (out loud, to the dogs and cats) I'LL NEVER COOK HIM ANOTHER MEAL. HE CAN DO HIS OWN LAUNDRY. And I thought, I think I'll take off and go somewhere about a half hour before he gets back. And stay gone. And that'll show him.

  And I cried a little. And then I ate my supper, alone, in front of the television.  When he came back home 3 and a half hours later, I acted like a child and mostly just ignored him.

  It must be a tumor.

   Because the TRUE story here, is that he wanted to go to the open mic night at the Jacoby Storehouse, and had said he might go and I could come with him and I said I didn't know. He said he would see how he felt when he got off work. He said this a couple of days ago.

  Well, hell's bells. I forgot.  And cooked a beautiful supper of  Pepper steak and baked potatoes and salad. And when he walked in and looked at the table (that was all set) he said..oh...uh....I was going to go to the JSH...and I just looked at him and said--do whatever you want. He said, well...I guess I could just stay home tonight...and I said--hey, don't do ME any favors. If you want to go--GO.

  You can see how silly this is. 

  Except...he WENT. He asked me to make him a pb&j sandwich to eat in the car, so he could shower.  And I did.  See, he doesn't get home from work until about 6:10. These things start at 6:30. And it's a 30 minute drive to get there.  I hate that rushing around and flying down the road. I won't do it, most of the time.  It is not fun for me.

   And I got mad. 

  Maybe it's not a tumor.  Maybe it's that brain eating amoeba that people in Louisiana got from using a neti pot.  Whatever it is, I can't keep getting all crazy like this.  I'm not getting enough sleep and I'm still coughing and I feel so overwhelmed by my life that it scares me.  

    Whatever it is, it can't be being helped by these 2 AM nights I've been keeping.  I need to set a plausible sleep schedule and stick to it.  It almost feels like the early stages of menopause ALL OVER AGAIN. And if that's the case, I'll shoot myself in the head, I swear.  Because I don't ever want to do that again.

   This may be the craziest blog post yet...

Namaste.

Post Valentine Apocalypse

  The Love His Heart supper I made for my sweetie on V Day.  I had to work, but made it and had it all ready for his supper when he got home.  Made him a beautiful card and la-la-la.  Soba noodles dressed in a sesame ginger dressing, beets (home canned), carrots and broccoli -steamed. Chives and sesame seeds on the noodles.  It was double yummy!

   He showered me with 3 different kinds of licorice and a card.  No chocolate. NO CHOCOLATE !!!!!!!

 What??????  lol

  On Friday, which is our regular "date night", we are going to make the trip 25 miles north and try out a new Japanese restaurant called Sakura.  That will be our VD celebration.  Dinner and possibly a movie, if I feel like I can make it through without too much coughing.  I'm still hacking away...nothing like it was...just enough to be a pain in the butt.

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   I am off the next 2 days thank goodness. Things have gotten almost surreal at MissB's, as she is always on her way to go "home"  to the house of her childhood. She is seeing people that aren't there and having conversations with them. Tonight she wanted me to get the buggy around front so I could take her to the store. It's tough.They are starting her on an Altzheimer's medication, hoping that will bring her back. Maybe it will and maybe it won't.  A curious and tragic disease, Altzheimers. 

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  No big plans really for the day off...laundry. And housekeeping. It's been snowy and now raining here, so you can't even tell that I mopped 2 days ago.  sigh... The dogs track in so much mud it's unreal. Bless their hearts.  I am just going to relish the opportunity I have to not have to be anywhere at any time and can do whatever I want. woohoo.

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    The temps are back up in the high forties and low fifties again. Ay Carumba. This is just too weird. Man I want to plant something!!!!   My seeds came from Baker Creek...I ordered quinoa and edamame from them. I think we'll put the edamame back in the front garden this year, where we planted it 2 years ago. The deer never came near it, because our dogs are out front mostly. We had a magnificent crop there.I told the Irishman I was having daydreams about tearing up more lawn for beds and he told me to slow down a little. LOL  Stay tuned to see what happens....lol

   My son has expressed an interest in growing this year and even canning. He dries lots of things, but hasn't gotten into it whole hog yet. This might be his year...(my fingers are crossed).

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  The rain is about to put me to sleep, so I guess I'll start moseying off that direction. I have Vicks vaporub on my chest (helps with the coughing) and I might just take an Alka-seltzer cough and cold..because it has aspirin in it and really does help the coughing.  I'm a little bruised, as I fell in the kitchen yesterday evening. It's a ludicrous story and I won't bore you with it...but though I didn't fall FAR, I fell very HARD...and my knee hurts and my shoulder hurts and back.  The pain reliever in that fizzy stuff seems to help.

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   Okay. Here's wishing you all sweet dreams and healthy days. Asking for prayers for my friend Linda who is off to have some surgical re-arranging done on Friday and needs as many good vibrations sent her way as we can summon. Be grateful, y'all, for your good health and happiness. It is a fragile thing this time of our lives and needs to be attended to with all the gusto we have.

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  Here is one of my favorite Rumi poems....

     Be crumbled,

 So wildflowers will come up where you are.

     You have been stony for too many years.

Try something different.

     Surrender.

Namaste.

Happy Valentine's Day !

  It's a cold, snow-glam day out there. None falling, but all beautiful and white...If the rain starts it will all be gone within hours, as it's getting close to 40 degrees outside.

 Are you celebrating yourself this Valentine's Day??  Are you cherishing the relationship you have cultivated with your body and your heart?  We co-exist within this fleshy framework, sometimes forgetting that our hearts beat without us having to tell them to, our lungs inhale and exhale all on their own.  Our legs carry us to wondrous places hither and yon and our arms hug those dear to us and do all sorts of little loving things all day long. Lips for kissing, toes for tapping...brains for remembering.  Thank you, all these cells that make Annie Kelley...you've done a fantastic job!!

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  LOL.  Happy Valentine's Day, everyone. I am at MissB's tonight and the hubster's not home until after 6...we will celebrate V-Day on Friday, on our regular date night.  It's all good. In the meantime, I have made him a card and will get my butt in that kitchen and make him a wonderful dinner for VD night, and he will feel loved with every bite.  And that's what matters to me.  That he feel as loved as I can possibly make him. That he knows without a doubt, that he is the most important person in someone's life (mine!!) and that I cherish my time with him.  To love...and be loved....the greatest things on earth.

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  I think I'll make some soba noodles again as a main dish, with some steamed cauliflower and broccoli and carrots (for color) on the side. I have a peach pie in the freezer for dessert.  He'll love it.  And it will be very good for him.  Last night we had stir fried veggies and a half block of leftover tofu..I came home from work early  because of the weather...my co-worker was a doll about coming in 2 hours early. (She lives there in town) It was already crazy out there, and took me an hour to make the 17 mile trip home. So I threw together a stir fry over leftover sushi rice and it was perfect.  The meat supply is dwindling down to nothing...we're almost there. As it is lately we're eating probably 4 meatless meals a week, at least.

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  It's supposed to be in the forties all the rest of the week.  Crazy, huh??

  I have got to get some kind of system back in place for keeping my house clean. It's a disaster and I swear, I've been trying to do some stuff...it's just that I'm still so tired.  Yesterday I vacuumed and mopped and it was all I could do. The day before that, I straightened couch covers and dusted a bit, but you can't tell it 30 minutes later.  Sigh....I'm keeping the dishes and laundry done, at least.  lol   

  I'm thinking it's time to set up a little FlyLady stuff again.  Are you familiar with her??

  Flylady   check it out!!

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  Okay. Off the computer and into the kitchen for a bit of magick.  Tell me about your Valentine's Day.

   I love you all!!!! (Today, anyway)  lol

Namaste.

Oh my goodness...

  Got word tonight that another of my friends has lost their adult child to cancer. She fought a valiant battle, upbeat the whole time, right to the end. My friend is inconsolable....and I cannot imagine the scope of that pain--to have to bury your child.  My heart hurts, and I think the world is a little poorer tonight for this loss. She was a kind and talented and compassionate woman.

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  It has set my mind to thinking of all the losses endured over the past couple of years, and that includes 3 people in the blogosphere. My friend Mac Walton, and Thailand Chani, and a young woman I didn't know very well who took her own life.  Then there was my friend Ardis, and my other friend Roger, both relatively recently.  Melissa and Matt--both dead of alcoholism.  Diane and Lisa and Maureen and my aunt Teena.  (Just making this list is staggering). Geri and Art and Donna and Curtis and Sally. My uncle and my cousin. It's too much...

  I guess I am at that time of life when this stuff starts happening..I don't like it.

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  On a colder note, we are supposedly in line to get about 4 inches of snow tonight. But so far, nothing is happening. That reminds me--I need to go check the chicken coop, as I forgot to ask the Irishman if he had gone out and shut up the chickens...he probably did, but you never know... I can just go to the back door and see if the light is shining out into the yard or not.  BRB.  I'm back--naturally, he forgot and the henhouse was wide open.  It's probably too cold out there for even the coons and possums to be out raiding, but my bigger worry is frost bite. We have had a couple of hens over the past few years get their combs and /or feet frost bitten...it's NOT a good thing. So I tromped out the back door in my pajamas and robe and coat and scarf and shut them up AND got an egg.  Sigh...

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  I've not got a lot to say tonight...I've been kinda jacked up all evening, because the niece and 2 of the women who come sit with MissB have been smoking out in the garage, with the door open to the house, and the whole damned place reeks of cigarettes. Not only the house, but my clothes, my coat and my Pashmina scarf. My throat hurts, I'm coughing and I have a headache. I had to take a shower when I got home, because it's all over my clothes and in my hair. And I am pissed. And I feel like a whiny bitch about it, but I don't care.  She doesn't need to be exposed to that and neither do I. It will be an issue...and I will not work in a smoke filled environment. I won't. I have been exposed to second hand smoke and have health issues because of it. I have never smoked cigarettes.  This is a big deal with me....

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    I need to start heading for bed.  This feels like another in a line of too many negative posts, on so many levels, and I'm not interested in doing that.  lol

  So, I'll sleep and come back in the morning. IN the meantime...live, love and laugh, y'all.  I mean it.

Namaste.

O, my....where has the week gone??

 It has been a busy week...finally back to MissB's after having the dreaded nasty bug making the rounds for 2 weeks--that wore me out.  Then it was my beloveds birthday on Wednesday the 8th. I didn't get home until late that night,  and promised him a birthday feast for the following night, to which he replied "Don't forget, we're back at l;a Vista on Thursday night."  NOOooooo!!!!!!  So, I called the director and said, hey--is it okay if I bring food and dessert Thursday, it's Patrick's birthday --and she said--Yes,please.

  And so, there you are.  lol

  I spent a solid 5 (F-I-V-E) hours cooking on Thursday afternoon...as I decided to fix the Asian feast I've been wanting to make. And it is all vegetarian, so it lent itself well to this group.  The above picture is my recent attempt at making sushi (only the second time I've ever made it).  I tried to make some of it with brown rice, but it wasn't sticky enough, and the sushi rolls kinda exploded. (Oops.) I made an assortment of combinations, inside-out rolls and regular rolls, with daikon, carrot, avocado, radish sprouts, scallions, cucumber, and cream cheese. All mixed up and willy nilly and it was fun. It got more fun as it went along and the rolls got better looking.  lol  They were really good...and we are still eating them (almost gone).

  Then I made an Asian slaw --ribboned Napa cabbage with shredded carrot, daikon and finely diced cucumber and thinly sliced  scallion tops. I dressed it lightly with a mixture of sesame oil, tamari, and rice vinegar.  It was delightful...topped with chopped cilantro and a sprinkling of black sesame seeds.

  Then I made a pot of soba noodles, which are a Japanese buckwheat noodle. (Somehow forgot to take a picture of them...) Oh my sweet lord...are they good. I tossed them with a dressing of peanut sauce, ginger, rice vinegar and tamari, mixed in some chives and tossed in some sesame seed. 

  For dessert, I made a tofu cheesecake for my husband...he loves them,  He is lactose sensitive and so I've been making these kinds of desserts for him for a while. This one was lovely with lemon overtones, and a graham cracker/pecan crust...garnished with organic blueberries and starfruit.  Almost everyone loved it...(there's always a tofu hater in the crowd, whether they've actually had tofu or not) lol. 

  

  We had a great time and I am so glad that they changed the day of the week they meet so that I can get back in the groove with this eco-discussion group.

    On Friday the Irishman and I went to town for the afternoon. He wanted to see a movie, but I begged off. I am coughing still, and I hate it when people go to the movies and sit there coughing. So, instead, we had a decadent and leisurely late lunch, spent 2 hours browsing in the new Books-A-Million (that took over the old Borders) and then moved on to the Petco for dog biscuits before heading back home to the country. By the time we got out of the restaurant, it was starting to act like winter, with sleet and rain and snow...

    We made it home just ahead of the icky parts, thank goodness, and watched a movie on tv and snacked on leftover sushi...I had to go to bed early as my Saturday schedule is changed and had to get up by 5:30 to be at MissB's by 7.  The good news is that I am home by 3:30...one more night that my sweetheart and I can have supper together. (The one thing I hate most about not being home all the time....)

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  Today when I got home, the Irishman and a friend from Kentucky were out hiking. I was surprised to see his truck in the driveway when I pulled in, because he said he would be going to J's house. This is a typical Saturday event. Turns out they decided to come here and hang out, playing guitars and banjo.   

  All the way home I had been humming my favorite Carolina Chocolate Drop's song..Cornbread and butterbeans  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1xOxHyTP91c... Since he wasn't going to be here, I thought I would open a can of butterbeans and heat them up, butter a piece of 12 grain bread and pout them right on top! Add some chopped onions and VOILA!

  So, instead, I asked J if he would stay to supper and he said What are you having?  I laughed and said --cornbread and beans. And he said--oh, hell yes.  I opened a jar of my home canned pinto beans, sauteed some carrot, celery and onion in a pot and dumped them in. Then I found a ham steak in the freezer and cut that up into big chunks. While I was out there, I brought in a quart bag of frozen turnip greens too. While the beans cooked and the greens thawed, I whipped up a batch of buttermilk corn bread and got the trusty cast iron skillet all oiled and put it in the oven to heat. I always pour the batter into a hot skillet.

  The turnip greens are easy enough...saute a little onion and chopped garlic in the small cast iron skillet, and cook the greens a little. I added just a smidgen of sugar to counter balance the sometimes bitter quality and it all turned out to be a wonderful supper. The Kentucky boy just kept saying to the Irishman --My god..do you always eat like this???  (We hear that a lot.)  lol

   Well, I am whipped. I've been up since 5:30 and it's now almost midnight.  I am good and tired and ready for that big sleigh bed to carry me off into the realm of the Sandman....

     Sweet dreams, all....

Namaste.