What Next? So Many Choices

I've had both of my shots.  COVID cases are decreasing.  Freedom!

Now what?  So many people to see, so many places to go, so many wishes to fulfill.

First and foremost:  I want to get together with my children.  Not on Zoom.  In person.

I want to see the latest exhibit of Hockley and Van Gogh at the Museum of Fine Arts

I want to go to a restaurant with friends, go to the theater.

I want to visit the Cistern an amazing place discovered underground near downtown Houston.

I want to see the sculptures and murals in the Heights.

I want to go back to Angela's House, where I was leading a writing group.

I want to see the bluebonnets.

I want to drive to Galveston, where I was doing volunteer work at Shriners Burn Hospital for Children.

I want to go to Austin, where I spent my childhood.

I want to visit my sister in Atlanta.

I want to visit my late husband's family in Iowa and Wisconsin.

I want to vacation in New York, Maine, New Mexico.

I want to celebrate my freedom!

March Madness

 It's March Madness time and I have been watching basketball all weekend, not the lousy Houston Rockets but the NCAA tournament.

I love sports--watching them, not playing them.  I am tooo clumsy to engage in any sport but I love being a spectator.  This year Texas had 8 teams in the tournament.  The University of Texas, my alma mater seeded #3, lost in the first round to little known Abilene Christian.  The University of Houston, my second alma mater, played poorly but managed to get it together in the second half and made it to the Sweet Sixteen.  I was on campus in the heady Phi Slamma Jama days and this team is almost as good.  Baylor, a number 1 seed also advanced.  Tomorrow I'll have to decide between watching basketball or The Voice.  Hard choice.  If none of the Texas teams gets to the finals, I'll be cheering for little Gonzaga which always has a great team but has never made it all the way.

Go Coogs!

Books of February

 Blood and Money.  A friend reminded me of an old Houston scandal so I read the book about it.  I'd forgotten many of the details--the possibility that the wife was poisoned with cream puffs, the dead woman's father (supposedly) having the husband murdered.  I read it all in two nights.  Engrossing, plus if you know Houston, you'd find it especially interesting.

The Sanitorium.  This has been on the best seller list for several weeks.  Strange things are happening at a resort high in the mountains where all the guests and staff are trapped by an avalanche. The author does a great job of making the building a character in the story, but the heroine keeps venturing into places alone where she's clearly in danger of being murdered herself.  It's just like the scary movies where the young girl goes into the house where she knows the killer is hiding.  This character is a police officer but still...