Oh no!

Not another year of blogging!

What in the world keeps this woman writing?

Is it satan?  aka, the devil?

Or is it the fruit of the vine?

How about hops and barley?

Whatever it is, the 2nd day of the year 2019 is like all the rest.

The Wolf is at your door.

Read it if you are one of those who has no life.

In retrospect, today started out blandly:  dunkin coffee and a donut with chocolate icing.

When hunger hit, it was French Onion Soup and Perogies.

It was then that an old friend suddenly appeared and the two chugged several beers before heading out for home.

We shared memories and laughs, before we started singing to the music in the background.

How do I know when I have had enough?

It’s the singing.

The more I drink, the more I sing.

Before getting arrested and sent to Sing Sing, it was time to say “Happy New Year” and “Auld Lang Syne.”

An unexpected hilarious afternoon.

So much for turning over a new leaf.

A leopard cannot change his/her spots.

xooxoxxooxx

Wolf

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