Tallahassee Area Mensa
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Tallahassee Area Mensa a local chapter of the High IQ Society, American Mensa. The Tallahassee
area serves Florida from the Apalachicola River east through Taylor County including part of
Madison County and even a bit of Dixie County. Our area is also the only area in all of Florida,
Region 10 of American Mensa, to include a portion of Georgia. For a full view of the area we
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Robin's Roost - rest your feathers!
The trees are still up, but the presents have all been unwrapped and found homes around the house. Because of some medical stuff, I did very little decorating this year. We didn't do any of the outside decorations and even the fake tree was too much to haul out and decorate. So I took 4 small fake trees, ranging in size from 2' to 4' and put those up around the living room. 3 of them are fiber optic and one is pre-lit with little lights. Putting things away will go much more quickly this year. Don came down from Atlanta for a week, which is always an interesting time. The weather was incredibly warm, so were able to have windows open and enjoy the lovely weather. Unfortunately I burned the heck out of my left hand on Christmas Day as I was finishing making the feast. That put a damper on my day. Now, a week later, the pain has finally subsided, and the huge burns are healing. What a drama! Although it is rather fascinating to watch my skin go through the different stages. At this point the burn areas have turned brown and feel like leather. I expect that skin will come off and reveal fresh, unburned skin beneath.
My immediately older sister crocheted a very unusual blanket for me for Christmas. It is called a temperature blanket. Every single day, for an entire year, she noted the temperature here in Tallahassee at 3:00 in the afternoon. The colors correlate to temperature ranges (in my case, blue is 30s, green is 40s. and so on through yellow and pink and purple and maroon up to black for 99 degrees or higher) and the color of the row for that day corresponds to the color for that temperature range. My blanket only has a few rows of blue, whereas my 2 nieces who live up north (who she also made blankets for based on the temperature where they are) have a LOT of cold temperature colors. Mine came out looking Mardi Gras-ish because most of our temperatures were in the green, yellow, and purple range. I've never seen anything like it before.
Now 2026 is upon us. It amuses me to look back on my younger self and remember calculating how old I would be at the turn of the century and marveling at how OLD that seemed to me then. And now that age is a quarter of a century behind me! Time, and our perception of it, is a funny thing. As is our perception of age. I saw a study where late-middle-aged men were put in a living situation with no mirrors and nothing to remind them of their age, and the people around them treated them like much younger, much more vigorous men. Over the time there, each one felt younger and became more active and mobile and stronger. Fascinating!
We have no trips planned for January, but my nephew and his wife are coming down to visit in February and will be sleeping in the RV, which means we need to finish getting the bed put back together in there and ready for company. It is very different having a guest room outside the house than it is having the guest room inside the house where everyone is sharing the facilities and maneuvering around each other in the hallway.
I am delighted to find the blue birds have stuck around this winter. In the past they have seemed to disappear after the last brood fledges, but this year they remain. I guess they have decided the daily influx of meal worms in the feeder.
My sweet little dog Annie spent New Year's Eve in her Thundershirt, which helped tremendously with her loud noise anxiety. Today I have no black-eyed peas or greens or pork loin on hand, so I hope pinto beans cooked with leftover Thanksgiving ham and served with freshly made cornbread will suffice for that requisite New Year's Day meal and not cause bad luck for 2026! Goodness knows I am ready for a positive, peaceful, happy year - which is what I wish for you all as well. Happy New Year, everyone! See you soon,
Robin
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