How pathetic that 2018 is nearly done, and I find myself looking at my blog and realizing that I haven't posted anything in YEARS.
So, let's see. We moved from Los Angeles to Florida (2016). Florida is, well, it's very hot and very humid and there are lots of mosquitos and lizards. The lizards are alright. The mosquitos, not so much. We'll move again in a few years. We can be bi-coastal!! But I'll tell you now--I'm not growing old(er) in Florida. I'm missing California. I never thought I'd say that, but I do miss it. I miss the weather and I miss being able to eat at an Ethiopian restaurant, shop at a Korean supermarket, see the beach, see the desert and see the mountains, all in one day (if you can get there--the traffic out there does suck, big-time).
We went through a mild hurricane last year (Irma). The power was out for 6 days. And it was hot and humid. With no air conditioning. We purchased a generator after that, thank you very much! (How did people survive here before A/C was invented?)
I've written lots of music.
That reminds me--I was nominated for "Best Composer / Documentary" at the Burbank International Film Festival earlier this year! I didn't win, but I had a blast visiting my old stomping grounds, seeing dear friends and eating at some of my favorite restaurants there. (The restaurants where I live now--well, not so much.)
I've read a lot of books.
What else...I painted a painting. (That's what you do with paintings.)
Did you know I have some old poems up here?
I've got lots more, but this is all I've got on the web. I mean to publish a book of them one of these days.
My husband built an owl house this weekend and stuck it up in one of our oak trees. We have these seriously cute miniature owls that live wild around here. "Eastern Screech Owls". They're about 5" high! Tiny little things. For a while, we had a Tokay Gecko living in the garage and attic. He (she?) was quite vocal all night long for about half a year (being a noctural creature). Big thing, about a foot long. You can find them on YouTube--they have crazy, extremely loud calls. We called it Bob (because I call everything "Bob", including our iRobot floor sweeper). Bob left a few months ago and so the nights are quiet again.
I've made friends, I've lost friends, and I've been a friend. And now a new year is about to pounce. Bring it on!