“May all your troubles last as long as your New Year’s resolutions.”

Using Gracie as a barometer, I figure the day is a warm one, more inviting than the last few. When she goes out, Gracie stays a good long time. The spit on her face is another indicator. It’s disgusting I know, but it tells me she’s been running, a joyful exercise for her. She hasn’t even had her morning nap yet. She’s back outside.

I started the sad task of putting away Christmas. It was a small first step.

I don’t remember celebrating the New Year my first year in Ghana. Christmas and Thanksgiving I remember and over Easter I traveled, but I’m thinking I was in bed at my usual time on that first New Year’s Eve. The only place in town where I might have gone was the Hotel d’Bull. It was the hot spot and even had a bar with an air-conditioner but you’d never know it, too many people were squeezed into what was called the cold room. The hotel had a courtyard, the scene of many jumps, dances to us. It was an easy walk downhill to the hotel from my house. We used to go see movies there, from the roof seats. The movies were always old or bad or both. I remember there was a jump on Good Friday so I’m guessing there must have been one on New Year’s Eve.

For my second New Year’s Eve I was in Ougadougou in Burkina Faso, called Upper Volta in my time. The ambassador from the US had invited any volunteers in town to his house for a party. The real guests, the diplomats, wore tuxedos or long dresses. Volunteers at that party were easy to recognize. We were the ones wearing dresses or shirts made of native cloth, and we didn’t mingle feeling just a bit out-of-place; regardless, that was the best party I ever attended in Africa. There was champagne, and the servers with white jackets and white gloves never let glasses get empty. The food was unbelievable. It was all the food I had been dreaming about and missing: ham, mashed potatoes, turkey and so many vegetables. I think I filled my plate at least twice, maybe more. I know my glass was never empty.

I have no long-range plans for 2015 except maybe winning the lottery. I just have to start buying tickets.

Explore posts in the same categories: Musings

Tags: , , , , , , ,

Both comments and pings are currently closed.

6 Comments on ““May all your troubles last as long as your New Year’s resolutions.””

  1. olof1 Says:

    No long plans here either, just to win the lottery 🙂 I mean how hard can it be to pick the right seven numbers out of thirtyfive 🙂 🙂 🙂

    My dogs are unfortunately useless as barometers 🙂 The old guys stay outside no matter how cold it is and Sune usually follows Orvar around too. Nova goes out, does her business and wants to go inside again 🙂

    Svea, as they named the storm, wasn’t much of a storm to be honest. A good thing I guess but they warn about storms too often now so no one will care about it in the future and that’s when accidents happens. It was warm and nice so We enjoyed our walks.

    Have a great day!

    • katry Says:

      True-how hard can it be? I can count that million already!!

      Gracie is a bit like Nova. She goes out, walks around the yard a little then does her business and comes inside the house. Thats when I know it’s cold.

      It’s always a good thing when a storm is less than forecasted. I never mind when we have less snow than they said.

      Have a wonderful day!

  2. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    Piki Dog is my barometer but he only works for rain. Anything else and he’s okay with outside. I have a Puerto Rican dog and a Texan dog and neither of them minds the cold too much. Given that I have to walk them two or three times a day, I’m learning not to mind the cold too much either. Maybe I will take up snow shoeing or ski joring with my two guys as the dog team. 😀

    I think it’s exotically cool to be able to say you attended the ambassador’s New Year’s Eve house party in Ouagadougou. 🙂 🙂 🙂

    It was not so cold temperature-wise today but the wind was very brisk so it felt colder than it should. The sun was out for most of the time, though, so the front porch was warm and I was able to keep the inside door open.

    Chicken stock is in process in the crockpot and the house smells warm and delicious. I’m looking forward to soup or stew. Mmmm.

    Enjoy the day.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      Gracie minds rain more than she does snow, but she goes out in the rain if she has to go. My other dogs would have held it for hours. Gracie did wait 8 hours one pouring day.

      I think the same thing about that New Year’s Eve. When I was there, in the grassy back yard (grass lawn in Africa?)I was in a whole different world.

      I never left the house. I did put a few things in boxes but they’re till up here, not in the cellar. I took a shower-my accomplishment for the day!

      Enjoy the evening!

  3. Cuidado Says:

    I wish you a lottery win in the new year but even if you don’t buy a ticket, may 2015 feel like a million bucks.

Comments are closed.

%d bloggers like this: