Here it is at last.
The final day of 2021, or as Queen Elizabeth might say, another annus horribilis.
Another year of Covid, storms, fires, heat, cold and capped off by my terrible experience with a jigsaw puzzle.
But enough about that.
Let us gird our loins, hitch up our bootstraps, lift up our chins and charge merrily and boldly into 2022.
Just watch your heads.
And so, as the band plays off into the distance, we bid a not-so-fond adieu to another year and gaze hopefully into the future.
Now remember, it's a time for one last wonderful weekend full of oysters, champagne, egg nog, steak and lobster, and sweets beyond compare.
Sweets like the dessert prepared by my friend in Colorado, Jolly Jeanne, aka Beaner, recently.
It's all edible, including the stars, and I won't trouble you with the ingredients but will tell you it makes SWMBO's teeth hurt just to hear about them.
So enjoy, Happy New Year and always recall to keep laughing!
Here, kitty-kitty . . .
