Thursday, December 31, 2020

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 The pink dump truck and earth mover I ordered online got here a few days ago and knowing that the boys were going to come out today, I wrapped them both up in the box they came in and told the guys they could share them. They were so thrilled. The toys are quite clever and have locks and levers so that the different parts can be manipulated and it took a little while to figure everything out. 
"I don't think I've ever seen any toy trucks this complex," said Boppy. 
"That's because they're designed for girls," I muttered to Jessie. 

It was a lazy visit. There was TV watching. 

I will admit that I do get a little jealous of all the snuggles Mr. Moon gets in that chair. He often dozes off when they're all piled up together, the cover over them. The boys do not care. 

August's eye looked perfectly fine today and he told us the story of how it happened, beginning with receiving the rocket launcher for Christmas and putting it together. A long story. 
"Did it hurt very badly?" I asked him. 
"Yes. I cried," he said. 
Poor baby. But it doesn't hurt any more. 

We had buffet lunch with leftovers and hotdogs and it was all delicious and then there was some manly activity wherein Mr. Moon and the boys pulled a few trees up with the truck. You can only imagine how exciting that was. Levon even got to drive a little, sitting on his Boppy's lap. 

After they left to stop by Lily's on the way home to finally exchange Christmas presents and drop off a big steamer pan for Lily to use for the tamales she's making, I actually got some of August's name quilt pinned together to start stitching. Lord but it's going to be a funny-looking quilt with the two different rainbow prints I have combined with a shocking pink backing made of that soft material which cannot possibly be found in nature. Oh well. He'll love it. 

So. New Year's Eve, right? I'm going to roast a little chicken and make Mr. Moon's favorite potatoes and cook artichokes. I've even made stuffing for the chicken because that's about my favorite food. We'll watch another episode of Bridgerton. Last night we finally got to the sexy parts. 
"Sex!" we both called out! "Finally!"
It's odd. Things may change but at this point, the action is quite sexy and we have seen bosoms on characters but we have NOT seen the breasts of the main female character nor have there been any naked man butts. Are sixty-six year old women supposed to be noticing these things? 
Yes. Yes we are. 

I know it's normal on New Year's Eve to at least attempt to think back on the year we're about to kick to the curb to make some sense of it and to look forward to new beginnings as we step into what we so innocently call the New Year. As if time were really measured that way. But you know what? I just can't. 
There is no sense to any of it so I'm just going to keep doing the best I can knowing that we are living in unprecedented times where the only things we truly have to fall back on are science, patience, sense, nature, friendship, and love. That we need more than ever to cherish that which is genuine, to discard that which is not. 
And basically, to keep on with this thing we call life as long as we're okay doing that. 

And that's all I have on this, New Year's Eve, 2020. 
It's been a hell of a year. A hell of a ride. And however we've managed to stay on the back of this beast thundering through the darkness, we need to just keep on doing that. 

Love...Ms. Moon


  1. After Yorkshire Pudding and gravy, stuffing is my favorite, too. I hope your evening is awash with fulsome breasts and buttocks. And that tomorrow is lovely and full of optimism for the new year.

  2. A happy New Year to you and yours ... I am so glad I found your blog! Keep up the good work!
    Hugs from S. Colorado

  3. lovely day you have enjoyed....and yes- even being ABLE to stay on the back of this thundering beast of the past me some home that we can all stay on for the rest of the ride.....which I hope, will be a gentler one.
    Happy New Year to you and yours......and to all
    Susan M

  4. That looks like an awesome, pink earth mover! You give and make the best gifts! I need to up my game.
    This new year has to be better as the don won’t be in charge. Peace to you in 2021! Peace to all of us!

  5. I read today that the Proud Boys and other Orange cult members are planning a bit of violence between the 6th and 20th. I’m just so weary. Your boys look so happy on Boppy’s lap! Our great grand loves his PawPaw more than me, too....but when he’s hungry or needs some lovin’, it’s GiGi he comes to. And I’m OK with that. Happy New Year, Mary Moon!

  6. Happy New Year and a peaceful night to you. I'd have been thrilled with a pink earth mover when I was a kid.

  7. You have been a fine friend to have this year, for all of us, I know. Happy new year.

  8. Happy new year, dear Mary. I'm wishing the greatest love, abundance, joy and peace for your family, friends and all the sweet souls that post here.
    Love, Angie D

  9. Thank heavens this shitty year is finally DONE! As long as we remember "Illegitmi non carborundum"- (Don't let the bastards grind you down) and there is a Mary Moon shining brightly in the sky, we're gonna be just fine. Thanks so much.


  10. Thank you for your blog this year. You've been a bright spot. And that lovely cosy picture of the three men in the big chair!

  11. As you note...complex pink truck is designed for girls to prepare them for all the damn multi-tasking that will be required of them in the future: simultaneously changing a diaper, cooking a meal, helping with homework, putting on a load of laundry...and, oh yeah: Saving the world! :)

  12. A hell of a ride indeed- I am hoping for a kinder 2021- for us all.Love the pink dump truck!

  13. Happy New Year! I'm guessing this year won't really look much different for awhile but we can do hard things we've discovered.

    Looks like a lovely way to spend the day. We have the little guy back so we had a quiet evening of building towers. Actually he went to bed early, at 6:30 because he didn't nap at his other grandparents. He's still sleeping now.

    It's funny that the girls version of heavy equipment is more interesting and complicated:)

    Have a lovely weekend woman and stay safe.

  14. Happy New Year Mary. I'm still holding my breath til after Biden's inauguration. there is no making sense of this past year. it sucked, that's just all there is to it. one thing though, I think this modern life is far too complex, too many shiny objects out there clamoring for our attention distracting us from the simple pleasures that make life enjoyable on a daily basis. this year those shiny things were taken away and some people breathed a sigh of relief but others didn't know what to do with themselves. so maybe people have begun to get back in touch with the things that truly matter...patience, nature, friendship, love, simplicity.

  15. HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!🍾🥳 May the new year bring you much peace, good health, joy and suitable calmness. All that is needed to make your life sweet, altho, your life looks pretty sweet already! Thanks for sharing it!

  16. You're right about 2020 being like trying to cling on to the back of a bucking bronco - but you did it! And the day you've just described sounds like bliss wrapped up in silk to me!

  17. Happy New Year Mary! Love to you and your wonderful family!

  18. Dearest Mary-I had my beloved daughter with me for a MONTH. We had Christmas dinner together even. She's gone now and I'm determined not to be sad. Or greedy. The time we had was epic. And I fell in love with her all over again.

    Being part of your life is one of my greatest joys...I call you my friend in Florida. Carry on, dear woman. 2021 has GOT to be better than what we just survived.

    Much love

  19. Staying on the back of the thundering beast is the perfect description. All the best in this newly minted year. Much love.

  20. I'm so glad the pink trucks were a hit!

  21. Those beautiful boys, and in this I include Mr. Moon.

  22. Yep, keep your nerve. And hang on to that impressive pink dump truck as it thunders into 2021 !


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