Where I stood, celebrating

christmas feetJenny Joseph’s poem Warning starts out:

“When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.”

I’d like to change the poem and say “Now that I’m an old woman I shall wear a purple robe with red slippers, which doesn’t go…”

Last night was our Christmas party, and my friends decorated my tree, as they do every year.

treeBeautifully done, with black and white pipe cleaners.

I also set up the voodoo alter in the bathroom:voodoo alter one voodoo alter two

Drinks were drunk, eatables were eaten, and resolutions were resolved.  A good time.