WE'RE SCREWED

January 1, 2019

Every month, at the start of the month, I figure out how to change the background of this journal for the month, what colors to use and how to make the smiley in the logo somehow match the theme of the month, or at least what I think the theme is for the month.

Then, in January, there is all the programming that goes into getting ready for a new year.

In doing all these preparations this morning, I was upset to learn that according to the Chinese zodiac, the year 2020 is "the year of the rat."

I suppose the Democrats might just as well quit spending all that money trying to win the nomination because obviously the current guy in charge is going to win re-election in the year of the rat.  Is it any wonder that he's getting all cozy with the president of China. 

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Marcio and Patricia spent the night last night.  I knew they wanted to leave early in the morning so I decided to make a banana bread for breakfast and was so worried about getting up early enough to do it that I hardly slept at all.  I finally snuck into the kitchen around 6 a.m. and made the bread in almost the dark, using my cell phone to see things because they were sleeping in the living room.

About the time I was putting the bread into the oven, Marcio woke up and when I was taking it out of the oven, they were leaving.  Ned reminded me that Brasilians don't eat breakfast--they just have coffee in the morning.  But WE had it for breakfast anyway.

It was a whirlwind visit, but it sure was nice. I'm still feeling all warm and fuzzy about it, though when I started doing all the programming changes for Funny the World after they left, my brain was so jumbled that I finally had to quit and take a nap--for about 2-1/2 hours.  Amazing what a difference having some solid sleep did to my awareness!

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 Jeri did some running around this morning, doing last minute visiting of people.  Then she drove out to Woodland for a goodbye to my mother, who was apparently in a good mood, for which I am very glad. 

Now we are getting  back to normal.  Jeri is on her way to a party in Oakland, after which she will spend the night there and then fly back to Boston tomorrow.

Marcio and Patricia are gone.

Marta is feeling like she is coming down with something, so has come home from work.  Ned ran errands in Sacramento and we will probably have leftovers for dinner tonight and I'm sure we will be asleep before midnight.

In the morning it will be the first day of the year of the rat.

Happy New Year to All...and to all a good night.

God bless us every one.