Cookie-cutter days

A day isn't really good or bad-- until you put a label on it.  Like the lyrics from that old Paul Simon song, "Slip Slidin' Away."

I know a woman
Became a wife
These are the very words she uses
To describe her life
She said a good day
Ain't got no rain
She said a bad day's when I lie in bed
And think of things that might have been.

 

Big day yesterday. Woo hoo. I ordered 4 new puzzles from Bits and Pieces. A winter entertainment bargain, compared to what I once spent recreational bargain shopping in a typical January. 

 

Speaking of rain. It just keeps coming and coming. We're yearning for some natural vitamin D up here. The weather looks wet and dreary, right through next week. One storm following the other in from the Pacific. The cold monsoon season in the Northwest.

 

A white Christmas is rare in Seattle, they say about a 10% chance in any given year.  A few years ago, we had a beautiful snow. We were excited, but Nova and Maya were just ho-hum.  Over where they live, Christmas is always frozen white. A green lawn and rain in the winter is more interesting to them.

 

We will miss them very much. What I won't miss is worrying about the family making that long drive over the mountains to get here in time for Christmas. The snow is really piling up this week. 

 

The latest news on vaccination is Amanda must go to the rural hospital in Tonasket for the shot. She doesn't know when vaccine will actually arrive in their Valley, and doesn't want to wait with the infection rates rising.

 

Twisp feels pretty isolated, but Tonasket is way, way out there. Check the map. The town is a 120 mile RT drive from Twisp, over the Loup Loup Pass then north of Omak. Winter driving the whole way. She has an appointment on Friday morning with another nurse she works with. It is a bit scary, even for medical professionals, so I'm glad they can keep each other company.