Year Two, Day 234: Sin Jin Smythe, aka James Bond!

New Year`s Eve. 5: 50 p.m. and already our neighborhood sounds like a war zone. Many fireworks exploding. Honey Dawg is quite freaked out.

I just made a big steamy pot of Hopping John. It turned out very flavorful. And better yet, we should have a prosperous 2017, or so the saying goes.

I am proud of myself. I made it to the gym. So did many others. I am spending this New Year`s Eve alone. And I am quite alright with that. It is really just another evening. Tomorrow is another day.

I am done with partying until dawn and then waking up with a raging hangover.

It will be Hopping John, tea, a movie, Honey Dawg and I. See! I am really not alone.

I feel quite peaceful about this.

I will be saying a few rosaries for all the people out tonight. Including my son. Especially him.

I may also play some piano. I only had one piano student today, my mother. And it was short. She wanted to get home with her new cat. My daughter and son in law picked up the most lovely gray male cat from the Humane Society yesterday. He had been a stray. He is 12 years old. But oh, what a dignified manner and so affectionate for a street guy. The shelter named him "Clayton", but my dad wants to name him "Sin Jin Smythe" from James Bond`s alias on "A View to a Kill".

There is no way I am going to remember Sin Jin Smythe and it will be most awkward saying "Here Sin Jin Smythe, come here kitty!"

So our family has decided to call him James.

Here he is. Most regal cat is he!


"Sin Jin Smythe, aka James"

He even won over Honey Dawg, who was very skeptical at first!


James and Honey Dawg

Honey actually looks a little sad today. I think she quite misses Sr. James!

On that note, I would like to wish you all a safe and happy New Year`s Eve!

See you next year!

Zita

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