It's Been A Long Time . . .

. . . since I've blogged.  You bloggers know how you can just get out of the habit and for me I really don't miss it.  The broken and dislocated elbow set me on the no-blogging-path.  And while I was away some mysterious entity change how I am to blog.  I DO NOT LIKE THIS.

 

I can't even type at the top to tell you this post is all about

 the letter P. 

 There, I said it but it's not where I want it.

P I G S

I do NOT have a thing for pigs.

99.9% of the pigs I see I don't like.

I do NOT collect pigs.

Yet, here are two pigs that now reside in my kitchen.

Piggie 2 

above just got Christmas decorations put on his ears.  Now that I see this, they are coming right off.

 Piggie 1,

who got that name since it was the first one I bought, you may remember seeing him/her previously is also in the kitchen.  

So there you have it.  

This no-lover-of-pigs, non-collector now has 2 pigs.  

Please, do not expect more or pass any along my way please.  Thank you.

Continuing with the letter P theme.

Our pool is in full swing overhaul.

Hours of jack hammer sounds made me very popular in the neighborhood I'm sure.

The local grands and grown-ups are fascinated with it.

The only swimming going on now is THE SWIM, a goldie-oldie dance from the 60's.

That's all for now.  When you dive in a pool remember to hold-your-breath...but don't hold your breath waiting for another post.  I just don't know when the urge will hit me again.

I will also take this opportunity to wish you a most sincere

Merry Christmas 

from sunny, blue-skied Arizona.