I always wanted to know what that meant. Anyway, here it is the end of 2005. In many ways, it’s been a rough and difficult year, obviously. The war has claimed many lives. I continue to believe, however, that the war is correct and that it is going better than most in the MSM have said. Politics in general, if you’re interested in such things, can be seen at the brotherblogger site.
05 saw Peanut turn 4 and begin life as a “big girl.” This year, she basically learned to take her own bath or shower (with supervision, of course), dress herself, sleep in a big girl bed–and most importantly, it saw us travel together. Traveling with Peanut has become the highlight of her mother’s and my life. We have not gone very far, but this year we have stayed overnight in San Diego, Anaheim (Disneyland), Fresno, San Luis Obispo and Prescott, AZ. We were supposed to go to Phoenix, but will do that next spring as everyone in my Phoenix family got so very sick. They are on the mend, now–and preparing for 06.
Seaworld, San Diego, CA: Dinner with the Whales…
One of several Disneyland trips this year…
Grandpa’s patio in Prescott, AZ
Peanut and my pal, Keith-on our SLO trip, having sushi in Santa Maria.
05 saw my writing career pick up considerably with articles placed in Wines and Vines Magazine and just Thursday, selling an article on spec. to Tech Central Station. I became more fascinated by that aspect of my wine and food career and have now taken advantage of the opportunity to sell more articles. I’ve directed my writing toward food, wine and travel much more seriously and have sent pitches out to many places with real hopes for some more “palpable hits.”
05 saw me start a radio broadcast (though I am not paid) at our local NPR affiliate, though I have not been as enamored of that as I could be lately. Being on hiatus is reward enough right now and I’ll give it more thought at a later time.
Sue has been fighting her serious allergy condition that spawned asthma in her back in 04. Earlier this year, she fought a malignant melanoma as well and now according to her docs, there are nodules on her lungs. However, we’ve been staying on top of it, and the docs are not sure what they are. They are fairly certain that it is nothing overly serious, so they monitor it. Meanwhile, the allergy shots she began a year ago have begun to pay off and she has far fewer asthma attacks. Our prayer for 06 is for much better health reports for her.
It has been an extraordinary year. The only thing that keeps it from topping the charts is that we expect 06 to be even better. Happy New Year to all!
Update: It is now 9:27 P.M. Pacific Standard Time. The rain has stopped for now, though we are in for another soaking starting tomorrow. I am in my jammies now and Peanut, after having a mostly good night, capped off with a monstrous–though infinitely forgivable deed—is now sleeping in new sheets, and new blankets.
Why? Well, she and her pal M. were in her room playing while the “adults” were at the table finishing up our comestibles. Oh–our pals brought Veuve Clicquot, one of my all time favorite sparklers and though I really shouldn’t have, I had a wee nip. I then drank copious amounts of water, 7-up and Fresca so that I could, well, flush the system of the offending liquor. Meds don’t mix with the stuff. But if I have to run an ad, I would do it. Veuve blows other sparkling wines away–including Dom Perignon, and for about a third of the price of that over-stuffed soda pop. I digress.
Peanut and M. took the kid’s scissors to one of Peanut’s Christmas gifts, a 7 foot snake that she seemed to truly love. Well, the thing is loaded with these tiny little styrofoam balls that go friggin’ everywhere! They seem to respond to static, too–because they get caught on your skin and stay there. We vaccumed and swept, swept and vaccumed and still I don’t think we’ll stop picking the little buggers up for the next 4 months. Oy, what a mess. Well. Kids will be kids. Peanut seemed to understand her transgression and the kids scissors have been removed from her room and will not return without adult supervision for the forseeable future.
I am content to be awake a while longer, but I will not make midnight. So, adios to 2005–and welcome 2006. Hard to believe that P. will turn 5 this year. I remember dreaming about her being this age. I remember her difficult infancy when she was so sick all the time and neither of us slept and it seemed endless. Now, I’ve turned 40 and she’s getting ready for kindergarten. Do I need to say it goes fast? I didn’t think so…