Happy New Year

We went to my brother Kaz’s house to spend New Year's Eve with Maggie, Krys (our sailing crew from last summer) and their little sister Hali. Todd and I brought a projector, our PA system, and projected movies onto the wall in the dining room and blasted out the sound with the PA. We moved furniture, took pictures down, ordered and ate near lethal quantities of pizza, watched a bunch of movies and overall had a blast. (And then we shocked the heck out of my brother and his wife with their house rearranged, and the speakers from the PA system shaking the floor with their volume. Good times.)

On New Year's Day we visited my dad (a few miles away from Kaz and Melissa’s house) and then we popped over to my brother Walter’s house, also a few miles away. By the time we left Walter and Debbi’s house, the snow was falling in clumps. It looked like cotton balls were falling from the sky, and quickly accumulated on the roads as we tried to make our way back to Rhode Island.

Here’s the scene from the Massachusetts Turnpike on the way home on New Years Day. Oh, and did I mention that there was absolutely no snow in Rhode Island when we crossed the state line?

Speaking of the New Year, have you made any resolutions, Internet? My resolutions are to re-claim my handwriting, and to establish better connections with my family. Yesterday I wrote a letter to my sister in California, (see how smart? Two resolutions, one stone!) in which I wrote “Excessive computer use has rendered my handwriting into something that resembles hieroglyphics from outer space.” And it’s true, which is why I’d like to get my neat handwriting back. Maybe recipients of my Christmas cards next year will actually be able to decipher the scrawled “Merry Christmas” on the inside of our cards.

I know they are rather boring resolutions. I also want to post on this blog at least 3 times each week. We'll see how that one goes. I've been doing well with it the last few weeks, and I've succeeded in incorporating the blog into my life. I think about things that happen to me day to day to post about. I think about how to tell you all about the things I see when I am walking around living my life. I think the next big step is to actually take the time to write them down for you to read.

I haven’t posted pictures of my obnoxiously cute beagle in awhile. Nemo loves fleece. He loves it even more when a human is under the fleece, warming it. When I am on the couch under a fleece blanket, he’ll position himself so that the maximum belly surface area can be warmed by the human under the blanket.

In this picture I had my knees bent. He jumped up and rested his belly on my shins, so that all I could see was his snout over the tops of my knees.