Resolutions

I don't know why we bother with New Year Resolutions! Mine rarely reach the start line, never mind the finishing post.

Give up smoking? Haven't smoked for 30 years.

Lose weight? That's an annual fixture, that one, and lucky if it survives ti the end of January.

Take more exercise? I wish! Being in a wheelchair it's difficult to do the kind of exercise that will help your reducing diet along and you wouldn't believe how your bum spreads out to fill all available space when you're sitting on it most of the time! It just kind of creeps. So anyway I just have to aim for a decent well-balanced diet and not too much of it, but I do that all the time so it can't really be a NYR.

Even this blog has crept onto the list. Right, from now on I am going to post something at least three times a week ..... well, two then. See? I'm dithering already. I am going to try though, seriously, and no excuses.

Although it's not quite 6th January (by when I was always told the decorations have to be down and the tree gone) I do feel that Christmas is finished now. Our tree has been relegated to the back garden in the hope that it might stay alive there for next year, there are no cards or anything adorning the rooms and the artificial 'snow' has been scrubbed from the windows. Christmas has indeed been well and truly scrubbed.

Now herein lay a problem when I was litltle. All had to be gone by 6 Jan - and my birthday was on 7th! I rarely got birthday presents ("too close to Christmas") or a party. The one party I can remember having was a very lacklustre affair because there were no decorations, not so much as a balloon, in case whoever oversees these things thought they were from Christmas and heaped bad luck on us!

Good thing we've had no snow this Christmas or else such birds as we get in our garden would have been hungry. We can't put out nice little bits like bacon rind or crusts because our Sally has taken to eating them, scaring the birds off in the process. Honestly, you would think she never got fed! She would turn her nose up though if I tried putting those things in her dinner. At 15, though, maybe she is in her second puppyhood!

Tightly furled little buds on the camelia

Spring, ah spring. I'm seeing signs of it already. The camellia is already in bud. Quite tight buds yet, they are, but hundreds of them. They will be the first things to flower in our garden. The bush will be a riot of deep pink blooms and I always feel it's doing it just for us. The people we bought the house off 6 years ago didn't take it because it never did very well and they thought it was just about dead. Well nah-nah-na-nah-na! We also have some yellow wallflowers that have kept on flowering through the cold, the snow and the frost. Are they supposed to do that?

I haven't taken the Christmas present photos yet so that entry will be toorrow now. Night night, sleep tight, mind the bugs don't bite..............zzzzzzzzzzzz