I got ambitious this Thurs. and my German genes which demand neatness and order overpowered my Irish "messy ain't so very bad" genes, so I re-arranged all the stuff in the freezer part of my refrigerator. Now I have all the soups I've made and frozen in one part where I can see them...15 bean soup (15 kinds of beans), chicken taco soup and vegetarian vegetable soup. And tomorrow I'll make a pot of broccoli soup and freeze part of it. I've gone through the chili so will make some more of that soon too! Love the Wendy's chili soup recipe with lots of sweet peppers and celery in it but may do it vegetarian style this time. This zero weather means soup on the menu EVERY day for me!

The view from my kitchen window this January....

I haven't posted anything for such a long, long time. The doctors decided I'm doing so very well, I really don't need to have another stent since other arteries have taken over. I really was so glad about that!

In the meantime, I still have a "For Sale" sign in my front yard....did have one cash buyer make an offer....so insultingly low I turned it down. I'm motivated but not desperate! And I don't want to take a loss. A couple did look at my place a couple of days ago and liked it but are just looking since their own home has to sell first. Perhaps things will pick up in the spring when things are all in bloom.

I AM getting tired of being so neat and "uncluttered" to the point I forget sometimes where I have stored the personal items and pictures that had been on tables....even my late husband's ashes! My friend Elaine noticed the container with Leonard's ashes was not in its usual place on the table with the bowl of lovely stones to place on top of it, in recognition of my husband's Jewish heritage altho' cremation is taboo. I also had a lovely olive wood statue (made in the Holy Land) of Jesus the Good Shepherd next to his ashes since my husband had become a Christian on his own at the age of 10. I had to think for awhile about where I'd stored it... then it came to me and without thinking how it would sound, I replied: "Oh, he's in the hall closet with Jesus." Elaine had lost her husband the year before, but that really made her laugh until she cried. "Maybe they're having a nice conversation in there" was her comment. We both may have lost our dear husbands but not our sense of humor.

I've decided what will be...will be! Remember Doris Day's hit song with that title? "Que Sera, Sera." Always loved it. I'll bend in the wind and roll with the punches! And I'll try to stay warm in this zero weather.