New Years over at Elise’s was great… Little Andrew was down with the flu – which was good and bad.

Bad… ’cause we missed the little guy.

Good…. ’cause the grown-ups: (mom and dad), were able to cut loose…

“Cut loose”… heh… for middle-aged gen Xers at least… (we were all pooped out by 1am) – but not before the boys were lighting bottle rockets, (in their hands), and launching them into the air towards Grant’s Farm. This all seemed somehow alright, if not since the instigator of fireworks, John, Elise’s brother, is an ER Doctor.

I’m so fixated with the good company – that I haven’t made any resolutions or anything…..

Guess I better get to that……….. After Chris and Dan departs tomorrow.

Happy New Year.

……. I need a new gimmick.