XXX D 2018

The End, the LAST of 2018. Most likely or in all likelihood this is IT for 2018 and the next time we huddle it will be a New Year or NEXT year. Our crack research staff has determined that MMXIX is the correct Roman numeral designation for the new year edging out the dems & libtards that argued VEHEMENTLY for MMXVIV until one in the KNOW, that is to say yours truly, brought to their attention a little known rule that certain symbols could NOT be repeated as was THEIR consensus and V is one of those symbols.

Roman numerals are fascinating, elegante and simple enough to have withstood the ultimate test of time. And there is still more to discover and learn so better AND best to follow. How cool is that?

So company left this afternoon and peace & tranquility returned to the cloud.

I love the little grandies however I am still trying to decide if I was happiest when they arrived or when they were fully loaded and pulling out of the drive.

They left a quantity of food and I am finding myself eating more to dispose of the food rather that eating when I am hungry to avoid said food rotting, spoiling or going bad in the refrigerator. This I find very sad. With the overturning of global warming, the lack of being outdoors for ANY exercise the formula for obesity is in full speed up. I am thinking to get in perhaps a walk and three (3) extended workouts. Tomorrow.

What else?

I finished ALL major projects given as gifts for this Christmas. A magnificent sign with a relief carved and painted flamingo on a piece of beautiful mahogany. Just stunning.

This sign took some time and the piece of mahogany is priceless.

At every step caution and care were watchwords and test pieces, paper copies for sizing and countless other trials were used in order NOT to mess up the base piece of wood.

Such a spectacular piece of rich wood does not come along every day and finding another is somewhere between remote to impossible.

Painting the flamingo turned out to be easier and faster than planned and I think it turned out well.

A two panel dangle-sign for FBNextGen and her play area.

Letters were white with red stripes like peppermints or candy canes.

She runs a little restaurant set up and can even process plastic cards AND plastic food for now.

GS1 got a small sign with his initials in the monster font to hang in his room.

He IS a little MONSTER alright.

While visiting the cloud for the Holiday he fell down the stairs. The only witness was his sister so the account and details are suspect.

Concussion protocol yielded negative results with only a small carpet burn near the right eye.

Reorganizing the battle plans and workloads, admin duties abound, letters, emails and picking up some of those lingering battles shelved late in the year prior to the Holiday.

Such a drain these holidays.