1334 WINTER MERRY-GO-ROUND

Where does the time go?

As is true, every winter, it's our pleasure to welcome so many dear snow bird friends, who flock to the desert to escape icy flurries of snow, that our daily merry go round, inclusive of dinners, does not slow down until early spring.  Thank goodness our Phoenix friends don't think we fell off the planet, because they, too, experience this annual migration when so many well-loved family and friends flock to bask 'neath the warmth of the sun that our minds feel too dizzied to think clearly without a calendar in sight, and knowing our good fortune, we wouldn't have it any other way ... though here it is Wednesday, and I just realized that my computer guru has not yet called back, and as that's not like her, and I know her father to be quite ill, guess what I plan to do right after publishing today's post ... stop my mind from spinning so fast so as to dial her number to ask if everything is okay, at least for now!

PS instant update:
My guru's dad is still holding his own, and she's coming over, this afternoon!

Now ... I'll call Barry and ask to FaceTime, tonight (after we enjoy dinner with friends, who flew in from Taiwan), in hopes of enjoying his 47th birthday, together, this evening.  47?  How is that possible when his mom, whose spirit is buoyed by loving interconnection, feels younger than springtime?  And on that up beat note, let's hope my guru does not find reason to suggest that my five year old hard drive (which has been extra crotchety as of late) is so far past its prime as to have worn itself down and fallen asleep, for all time ...