Terrifically windy as we head into the afternoon. Anything that's loose is traveling head over heels (or, as my sainted mother used to say, ass over teakettle) across the yard or banging and flapping against its restraints. Any place there's a crack the wind pushes its chilly fingers inward, and finding its way to cheek or neck. Brrrh! Below, a tree that succumbed to the chilly blast.

I got my hair cut in the morning and then took N his new cell phone (he had the VA make two "urgent" calls to me that his old one was broken. Not.) That was a bunch of money I didn't need to spend right now, but at least it took care of the question of what to get him for Christmas.

Or Hanukkah. Or Kwanzaa. Or the solstice celebration of your choice.

Time for a bite to eat and a nap. After the strenuous activity of the last two days, my chest is hurting every time I get active, so I'm going to take it easy for a bit. I figure it's a tad bruised internally, having been subject to more exercise than normally has occurred in the past.

As if I needed an excuse to sit and read....