Welcome 2023
I stayed up last night to watch the Sugar Bowl, which Georgia won at 12:01 AM, 42-41, when Ohio State’s kicker missed a short field goal. The earlier Fiesta Bowl was a slow game, with TCU rolling over Michigan 51-45. For dinner in front of the TV, Grant broiled scallops and shrimp which he served with rice and a cucumber-radish salad. I put out a plate of all of the remaining Christmas cookies we’d been given. With all that and 2 bottles of champagne, we celebrated the end of 2022 and the beginning of 2023. Grant went to bed as did the cats. The fireworks didn’t wake any of them. Around 9:00 PM, our neighbors across the street who likely wanted their young daughters to see their fireworks, then go to bed, shot some on their lakeside. The expected city-wide fuselage happened at midnight, then just a few random explosions afterwards. I think there were many fewer than last year. Or perhaps I’m just inured to the noise now.
My New Year’s resolution is to read any new magazine in the month I receive it AND to be caught up on all back issues by the end of the year. I know, not earthshaking. I chose this because 1) I do enjoy reading the articles, 2) it will cut down on an annoying set of clutter, and 3) I will have a measurable accomplishment. Currently I have 3 Audubon, 1 Florida Naturalist, 2 National Geographic, 1 Rails to Trails, 3 Cornell Lab of Ornithology Living Bird, 4 Native Plant Society’s Palmetto, 2 Xerces Society Wings, and Florida Audubon 2021 Natural Climate Solutions booklet. Actually, not as bad as I thought. There are AAA and AARP magazines and newspapers coming in, but I’m up to date on them. My plan is to read from current issues when I get up in the morning so I don’t fall further behind. Then, in the evening, work through the back issues. I’ve put a reminder on my Remember the Milk app to review this quarterly. I will report back.
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