Hi folks!

Friday’s Christmas meeting theme was a great success!  The turnout was phenomenal, the sessions were excellent (as always), and the treats were dangerously delicious!

Another year is in the books.  2021 was uniquely challenging for us all, but we moved forward/progressed in ways many were hesitant to think possible!  It was tough.  We are tougher! 

2022 will have it’s own share of surprising challenges, which we will turn into unsurprising opportunities!  It’s what we do.

The Friday Sweater Competition was fun!  In case you missed it, here were the top 3:

Jean and Rick (third) with their Christmas Smiles

Fantastic Christmas Sweaters! Mike got 2nd

And first place goes too…. Doug!

Our Moosician!

Congratulations again Doug, Mike, and Rick, for getting into the top 3!

But there were so many great outfits and smiles worn by everyone, we all won.  See for yourself! 

Batista excited for the holidays

Rick Turner bringing the holiday spirit!

#1 Helper Elf!

Bernice and Rose cheery as always

John proudly showing us his sandwich

Jim and his 10/10 stache

Rob’s excited to say hello to 2022

Coordinator Extraordinaire – Kathleen

Sorry I couldn’t get a caption in every picture.  Over the holidays I will add some that may or may not be especially clever, but they’ll give me a chuckle 🙂 .

Below is a fun poem I hope y’all enjoy, and share with family/friends over the holidays:

Twas the night before Christmas, but Covid was here,

So we all had to stay extra cautious this year.

Our masks were all hung by the chimney with care

In case Santa forgot his and needed a spare.

With Covid, we couldn’t leave cookies or cake

So we left Santa hand sanitizer to take.

The children were sleeping, the brave little tots.

The ones over 5 had just had their first shots,

And mom in her kerchief and me in my cap

Had just settled in for a long winter’s nap.

But we tossed and we turned all night in our beds

As visions of variants danced in our heads.

Gamma and Delta and now Omicron:

These Covid mutations that go on and on.

I thought to myself, “If this doesn’t get better,

I’ll soon be familiar with every Greek letter.”

Then just as I started to drift off and doze,

A clatter of noise from the front lawn arose.

I leapt from my bed and ran straight down the stair

I opened the door, and an old gent stood there.

His N 95 made him look pretty weird,

But I knew who he was by his red suit and beard.

I kept six feet away but blurted out quick

“What are you doing here, jolly Saint Nick?”

Then I said, “Where’s your presents, your reindeer and sleigh?

Don’t you know that tomorrow will be Christmas Day?”

And Santa stood there looking sad in the snow

As he started to tell me a long tale of woe.

He said he’d been stuck at the North Pole alone.

All his white collar elves had been working from home,

And most of the others said “Santa, don’t hire us!

We can live off the CERB now, thanks to the virus.”

Those left in the toyshop had little to do,

With supply chain disruptions, they could make nothing new.

And as for the reindeer, they’d all gone away;

None of them left to pull on his sleigh.

He said Dasher and Dancer were in quarantine,

Prancer and Vixen refused the vaccine,

Comet and Cupid were in ICU,

So were Donner and Blitzen, they may not pull through.

And Rudolph’s career can’t be resurrected.

With his shiny red nose, they all think he’s infected.

Even with his old sleigh, Santa couldn’t go far.

Every border to cross needs a new PCR.

Santa sighed as he told me how nice it would be

If children could once again sit on his knee.

He couldn’t care less if they’re naughty or nice

But they’d have to show proof that they’d had their shot twice.

But then the old twinkle returned to his eyes,

And he said that he’d brought me a Christmas surprise.

When I unwrapped the box and opened it wide,

Starlight and rainbows streamed out from inside.

Some letters whirled round and flew up to the sky

And they spelled out a word that was 40 feet high.

There first was an H, then an O, then a P,

Then I saw it spelled HOPE when it added the E.

“Christmas magic” said Santa as he smiled through his beard.

Then suddenly all of the reindeer appeared.

He jumped into his sleigh and he waved me good-bye,

Then he soared o’er the rooftops and into the sky.

I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight,

“Get your vaccines my friends, Merry Christmas, good-night.”

Then I went back to bed and a sweet Christmas dream

Of a world when we’d finished with COVID 19.

 

Joseph David

Happy Holidays, Merry Christmas, and have a Happy New Year!

Hey y’all!

Today’s the 5th year anniversary for the OSRS Website!  What better way to celebrate it, than to celebrate the latest Music Therapy Session in Foster Park!  

Special Thanks to Tom for his incredible contributions to the music session!  We want to hear more! Many Thanks to Bernice and Karen for the Loafundraiser, treats, and ice cream!  Last but not least, thanks to June of Smart Move Services for her continued support of our website!  Here’s to the next 5 years!

If anyone has some pictures of the session, please send them over.  They’ll get added to the gallery!

Check out some of the pictures we have so far:

Special Guest Tom sound checking

Tom's assistant: Chico

Marie looking lovely as always

John on his 2nd helping

Doug starts Hayseed transformation

Getting in the Zone... and then.

"the chafing! I'm going to need ointment tonight." Hayseed

Heavens to Betsy!

Tom's good as all get out!

HillBillies!

Jim enjoying every minute!