Find your joy where you can. I find myself inexplicably happy driving our new-to-us diesel pick-up (bought to tow a travel trailer) after 20 years of hybrid and full-electric cars. It's the wierdest thing. It's huge and heavy and for some reason (which I truly do not understand) I love it.

I started at a gym last Oct. Three X a week, MWF. First, I am, at 72, doing great. My trainer is very happy with my progress and tells me so. I have biceps again. The workouts push me, but I no longer feel wrung out afterwards. Balance is improving. Aerobic conditioning improving.

Some calm as the world burns.

I have bread dough rising. Just white sandwich bread that will be baked in my Pullman pan. It's cold and I have things to do, but I just felt like an easy loaf of enriched bread, so I'm doin' it. The world's on fire, but bread is good.

This is a hell of a month to be doing Dry January. However, I've been experimenting with deacoholized wine, mocktails, and 0-proof brews. So far, the Giesen's dealcoholized Pinot Grigio gets a C, and the Sauvignon Blanc gets a D-. 1/3

I just ordered my Lifetime Senior Pass to the US National Parks and Paul and I discussed some of the national parks and national monuments we want to visit in our new-to-us travel trailer. There are things to look forward to in the coming years.

I've been binging "Succession" and it occurs to me to wonder if Logan Roy and ATN are modeled on Rupert Murdoch and FOX news. What do you think?

In January 2017 we were riled up and ready to fight. (I still remember a sign at our local Women's March that read "What's taking the impeachment so long?".) Now I feel, and I'm not alone, that all I want to do is to retreat and sleep until the midterms, and then until 2028. 1/2

Reading about Ghirardelli's Double Chocolate Brownie mix, and a recommendation that one buy in bulk from Costco so that "Extra boxes in the pantry means you (or your kids!) can make brownies whenever the craving strikes."

I cannot tell you what a bad idea that would be in our house.