Confessions

Iwill confess. I have never done such a thing before but I did it this year. I sent a Christmas letter with my Christmas cards. I know such letters have a bad reputation but I tried not to brag and I kept it to one page.

That is not my only Christmas sin. I bake fruit cakes every year and give some of them as gifts. I have done this for many years and plan to continue doing so. However, I only give them to the few who have the taste and sophistication to appreciate them.

I guess birds of a feather do flock together. I always loved watching the "Fruitcake Lady" on Jay Leno. That's my kind of lady. She got that name because she made and gave fruitcakes as gifts at Christmas. Her other claim to fame was that she was Truman Capote's aunt. He wrote a short story about helping her with this fruitcake project one Christmas during his boyhood. She died this year. Rest in Peace Fruitcake Lady.

Joining In

I like to keep up with the times so here I go with a BLOG! I'm not sure what will appear here but, as has been the case at other times in my life, I will make a start and see what comes. I know there will be something of genealogy, projects and happingings.

When we were young marrieds, we decided to try to figure out where our money went. For a few weeks we kept careful lists of everything we spent money for. In the end we found that most of our money disappeared into that category labeled "miscellaneous." So it will probably be here too. We will see.