Happy 3.14 to all of the mathematicians out there!
Pi day is the only day all year that I bake pies.
Hubs likes homemade pie a wee bit too much, so I always wait until March 14 to bake a couple for him.
This year, it’s homemade coconut cream from scratch.
I predict that at least one of the three will be completely gone by morning.
The fireworks in our area of deep south Texas start on Christmas Eve and continue every night, with a few small bursts, until the grand finale on New Year’s Eve.
We can watch them from our back yard and if I take a walk around the yard, we’re surrounded by fireworks in all of the nearby neighbourhoods.
After the massive midnight display, the pops and big bangs continue until around 3 am and because our houses aren’t insulated and our roofs are mostly metal, sometimes a particularly loud pop nearby can sound like it’s directly over our roof or even in an adjacent room.
This was a completely foreign custom to us when we first started wintering here, but after six years, we’ve grown accustomed to it and actually look forward to it, even if it means a mostly sleepless night … thus, my late post today.
As is my custom, on New Year’s Day, I pop open a bottle of prosecco after lunch, and toast the new year with a mimosa.
Cheers to 2026, and with the new year, I look forward to positive changes in my life, and in the world at large.
I wish all of you health and happiness in the coming year!
Radically Retired 