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12 of 12, November 2017 edition

The 12 of 12 Challenge was created by Chad Darnell and picked up by a number of random bloggers who linked back to him and vice versa. Chad stopped doing the 12 of 12 Challenge in December 2011, but passed the torch to someone who hasn’t kept up with it. I am giving my shout-out to Blobby of Blobby’s Blog as he is the one who initially inspired me to do the Challenge, and he still does it as well.

My 71st “12 of 12”. And the only thing I still actually post manually. Currently. I still apologize to those of you who have commented on my posts and I’ve not replied. I need to work on that more than I have been.

I’m three pictures short this month. My phone and I had disagreements on what “being in focus” meant, as you can tell from one or two of the shots I posted. The rest were just horrifically blurry, and not because I was.


11:08 AM: Dishes to do following our Friendsgiving the night before.
12:16 PM: Back porch is cleaned up (mostly), after Friendsgiving.
3:28 PM: I see a face in the wet spot.
3:41 PM: Goldilocks and the 3 bears. I’m not sure who is what.
5:12 PM: Our buddy Dwayne from STL is comfy on the couch, and Luna is as well.
6:04 PM: Pirates. Fluff movie.
6:51 PM: milli judging our movie choices.
9:34 PM: She’s still worn out, apparently.
10:51 PM: Bedtime rituals.

Until next time...

The (Day and) Night Before…

While I’m not a holiday kind of person, I do understand others—like the Husbear—feel differently about this time of year.

I originally posted this image in 2009, but it’s one of those things that I needed to come back to this year.

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— Christmas Eve —
On window panes, the icy frost
Leaves feathered patterns, crissed and crossed,
But in our house the Christmas tree
Is decorated festively
With tiny dots of colored light
That cozy up this winter night.
Christmas songs, familar, slow,
Play softly on the radio.
Pops and hisses from the fire
Whistle with the bells and choir.
My tiger is now fast asleep
On his back no dreaming deep.
When the fire makes him hot,
He turns to warm whatever’s not.
Propped against him on the rug,
I give my friend a gentle hug.
Tomorrow’s what I’m waiting for,
But I can wait a little more.

Holiday hugs to all my family and friends.

Until next time...