Good endings

As a writer, I am always about a good ending. There is nothing like that feeling of denouement and completion when you set the book down for the last time because the story is finished. I have noticed recently that I enjoy this in terms of chaos as well. A good ending satisfies on its own and not just as a means to a new creation.

That being said, we did not need the tire to go flat on John's birthday while he was at work. We were properly prepared, there was a donut but we were not quite yet prepared to have to buy a new tire around the holiday and bills. I am going to try to keep the hubs calm or at least less anxious after he gets back home. I am not sure it's going to be so easy. Still, it's going to be as great of a birthday for him as I and our friends can manage.

I have done more baking in the past two weeks than I probably have all year. Somehow I need to develop that sort of a habit about my writing. Still, it is the holiday season and we all should be taking time to spend with families and friends more than anything else. It's stressful but it's good. It's the best way to end out the year.

Surprises

Despite the unseasonal cold, I found myself dragged out to somewhere around 9th and Commercial in full green to witness Emporia, Kansas's tiny version of a St. Patrick's Day parade on Saturday. It might have been more appropriate to have been called a Scottish parade, considering all the kilts and the bagpipes and the clans with Mac before their names. Those were the best parts of the parade anyway.

With two of my friends, I warmed up with coffee from the Java Cat, also known as the most awesome coffee shop ever right next to the most eclectic art shop ever, Studio 11. We wandered around for a good bit of the afternoon. My thought was that I was returning home to clean my apartment, until I was greeted by two small potted trees in my bedroom and a suggestion that I go look for my husband on the balcony.

It was a cold day, but the entire grill area down from the apartment had been turned into something between a cookout and a tea party. That later devolved into friendly card games and drinking at another friend's apartment. Very nice surprise over all. I'm finding that I don't mind being over 30. I feel like I still have a lot yet to accomplish but one day at a time, right?