Kicking January to the Curb
Who else is happy to see this month end? You, Atlanta? New England? Fargo? I get it. We're done with January 2014. Onward!The month that seemed to drag on forever, with long icy fingers that tightened around our throats, is fading away. We move into the shortest month now, with longer days. Here in Rhode Island, the sun rose this morning at 6:58. It sets at 5:01. Yippee! By the end of February, the sun will rise 36 minutes earlier, and set 34 minutes later. Seventy more minutes of daylight.Tomorrow I'll meet Nancy and Karen for breakfast, both high school pals. I haven't seen Karen since we graduated - a long, long time ago. But through the miracle of social media, we've seen pictures of each other. Karen and Nancy are both ageless. Isn't it something that when you look into the face of a friend from more than 30 years ago, you don't see crinkles at the eyes, or silver at the scalp? You see the girls you whispered and giggled with. I treasure these times.And from what I'm seeing, there could be a mini-reunion the following Saturday. I'm signing copies of my novels at Sweet Twist in East Greenwich, which is owned by three sisters, one of whom I remember from high school (this is what happens in Rhode Island - two degrees of separation). With a trilogy of chocolate-titled books (and one about a high school reunion!), Sweet Twist is a perfect venue. And, as an author/publisher who's had some difficulty getting my books into independent bookstores (I don't get that - you're indy, I'm indy, can't we work together?), I'm grateful for the chance to showcase my books in a beautiful boutique that sells, among lots of other things, chocolate!And before you know it, February will be blowing through and dragging March in. It would be lovely if we were done with snow this winter, but the way things have been, I doubt it. The Great Blizzard of 1978 occurred in early February, and we've had plenty of snowstorms in both February and March. Either way, it sure feels good to say goodbye to January. And just one last note to the folks who live down the street from us: you can take down your Christmas ornaments. You know, the ones you hung in the trees and along the roofline. Really, it's time.