“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out and loudly proclaiming; “Wow! What a ride!” (Hunter S. Thompson) on the path least traveled…

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..just letting the heart do the talking while the fingers do the walking while being different, being me… 🙂

( “I do not do, say or write something to been seen or heard… I  do, say or write something because it needed to be done, said or written…” ,  no nominations please, just sharing thoughts while exploring life  🙂 ).. 🙂

 

 

Unfortunately, decorations and wrapping presents is not the only projects needed doing this holiday.. 🙂

 

 It were a few days before Christmas
 With a half decorated tree,
 It were all quiet in the house
 All still in slumber, you see.
  
 Still in my pajamas
 All snuggled in bed,
 With visions of winning the lottery
 Dancing in my head…
  
 There were a loud noise
 And I awoke with a start,
 I shuffled to the windows
 The curtains I did part.
  
 Was it 9 tiny reindeer
 With a jolly elf dressed in red?
 Disappointment in the air
 It were the garbage collector instead.
  
 I ventured to the kitchen
 For a spot of tea and some toast,
 Opened the fridge to find
 A turkey and dressing to roast.
  
 Ventured to the room with the tree
 Being warmed by the morning sun,
 At a glance I realized with a frown
 That there’s dusting to be done.
  
 In the corner were the vacuum
 Looking so forlorn,
 It needs to be run
 Some time before Christmas morn.
  
 Presents needing paper, ribbons 
 Bows and all that matter,
 I stand outside with rake in hand
 A yard full of leaves to gather.
  
 A present under the tree
 Could it be my favorite toy?
 Then a thought came to mind
 I may be too tired to enjoy… 
            (Larry “Dutch” Woller)
   

One cannot have holidays without a bit of humor, correct Mr. Stevens?.. 🙂 Hello Diary, Getting away from then holiday festivities briefly, while enjoying the spirit of the holiday, here on the path one still keeps in mind responsibilities.. and one has to do with the environment and dealing with paper… I have been a volunteer observer C.O.O.P for the National Weather Service for 19 years… instead of paper, I use a small recorder..

When I venture out to gather data, I turn the recorder on, put in this handy little pouch, hang it around my neck and have hands free operation… 🙂

Also, when I wish to make quick notes indoors I use what is referred to as “boogie boards”.. They are battery powered, erases by pressing a button and remind me of the old chalk board.. This one is 10 inch…

I also have a smaller board that I carry around at times…

Now, the world still uses paper.. What do I do with the used paper one would ask?.. I make note pads, I recycle the paper and it gives me something to do on those cold winter days… first, I get out the cutting board and cut the paper to the size notes I wish to make..

I then gather the supplies I need to make the note pads…

I then assemble and glue the pads…

And once the glue dries, I have note pads… the one on the left is approximately 3 inches by 4 inches and the one on the right is approximately 2 inches by 8 inches…

So, that gives you a brief idea of what else is happening in this corner of the universe this holiday besides the holiday festivities.. And with that being said, will quit rambling and close for now, but shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

 

 

And in parting, some humorous of COVID-19 by Mr. Stevens… 🙂