A Small Town Gal

New Year is Almost Here

Mel Boone 

2017 will soon come to a close. Soon it will be 2018, and what I assume most people are or will be doing is thinking about New Year's resolutions.

I openly admit that I'm horrible at keeping any resolution that I make on January 1.  How many years have I vowed to lose weight? I've actually forgotten exactly what year I started that one, but believe me, I still have those 40 extra pounds. It's a safe bet that those extra pounds won't be going anywhere in 2018.

I vaguely remember saying that I was going to mount 10 of my best photographs onto 8-by-10 mounting boards to put into the display case at the local library with my camera collection. Well, I have the mounting boards. That's as far as I've gotten with that project. The upside is that I did manage to follow through with a ham radio display in that display case. The librarians and the Friends of the Library club loved the idea. It did give the local ham radio club some public (and free) advertising, showing that the club is still active.

"This is the year I'll get hired!" was another January 1, 2017 mantra for me. Well, it hasn't happened yet. With all of the paper applications, online applications and resumes, I have gotten a few interviews. I should not give up that resolution yet. There's still about 2 1/2 weeks left in 2017, so there's still a little hope left for that one, right? If nothing else, perhaps I should hire myself out as a dog walker. Both of my dogs have trained me well for that position.

So as I get ready to say goodbye to 2017 and hello to 2018, I wonder what the new year has in store for me. I don't know, but somehow I'm excited and scared at the same time.

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Christmas Memories

Mel Boone 

It's the Christmas season. The Christmas trees and decorations are up. Gifts are being bought and wrapped. Christmas-shaped cookies are being baked. Holiday music is being played on all of the radio stations.

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It's only a matter of time before someone asks me, "So, did you put up a real Christmas tree or a fake one?" I'll be honest, I haven't put up a full-size tree of either kind in about 15 years. No, I'm not trying to be a scrooge. It's just that the last time I put up a 4-foot Christmas tree (a fake one), I came home from work to find my parrot, Bogie, perched in it. That was after I spent a good 10 minutes looking for her. She's green, she blended in well and I found her in it every day until I took it down. I decided then that my pet's safety was more important than having a 4-foot tree in the living room. With Jake and Buddy joining Bogie as my pets, I just settle for a small, 1-foot aluminum tree on top of the entertainment center, and that's if I get around to digging around my basement to find it and the ornaments.

In my whole life, I've never had a real tree for Christmas. I'm not sure why. I guess when I was a kid, my parents just didn't want to hassle with one. It was easier to put up a fake one than to deal with the real one. As an adult, I just went with what I was always accustomed to.

In the end, it's not what type of tree you put up that's important. At least not to me. It's time well spent with loved ones, family and friends. A time to remember loved ones no longer with us. It's time to brighten the day of someone, whether it be a neighbor or someone in a nursing home or anyone in need. Not everyone has a family to visit with them during the holiday.

Now if I can just figure out what is with all of the ugly holiday sweaters that I keep seeing...

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