It's January 8th, 2017, and here on the prairies we're starting the New Year with some old timey weather. It's cold. There has been ice and snow on the roads, fog in the air, and generally dreary weather. Not to complain too much. There hasn't been a mass shooting at an airport in Canada, a terrorist attack, or any other major event. There have been highway fatalities and a murder-suicide in Nova Scotia. PTSD continues to claim its victims. Donald Trump takes over as President of our closest neighbour and trading partner. That's frightening. Especially for those people who thought he might become more "presidential" once he won. So far it's gone to terrifying.
But enough of that. If you watch and read news, then you already know as much or more than I do. On a personal level, New Years Eve was a good celebration. We hosted a poker party for friends and then on the 2nd had a family supper at our son's. 2017 is here and it feels a lot like 2016. Fingers crossed for some positive world news and that my friends and family continue to prosper.
And resolutions? Nope, I didn't make any this year. Most of my resolutions go no where. The one startling success I can report is 42 years old. Forty-two years ago, on New Year's Eve, I quit smoking. That was a resolution worth keeping.
A belated Happy New Year to all and if you made resolutions, good for you. Recognizing a problem is always the first step to solving it.
I've been married a long time and often write about everyday events.