Best wishes on New Years Eve to all my faithful readers. May the next year bring you happiness, fuzzy socks, quiet solitude, sloppy puppy kisses, and the comfort of family and friends.
Here at the homestead we'll be celebrating New Years Eve by staying at home, watching a movie, and perhaps popping open a bottle of fine champagne that Alycia's friend Andy gave her as a going away present when we left San Diego. We also have an appointment at 1:00 to watch the mighty Stanford Cardinal in the Sun Bowl, their first bowl appearance in many years.
This morning, as always, we checked the thermometer outside the dining room window to determine how bundled up we should get for our morning walk. As we checked the thermometer we noticed a few bad signs; 1) the thermometer needle was below zero and 2) the entire thermometer itself was wiggling due to the wind. I deduced from these two signs that it was chilly outside and girded myself up appropriately, which is to say, I made coffee as Alycia walked the dogs.
That I stayed inside while Alycia walked the pooches may sound cruel, but the reality is that only Shaak Ti went out. Tito ventured to the back gate, speedily relieved himself and then scampered back inside, so really Alycia only had to walk one dog. It gets better though. The forecast for tomorrow - "bitterly cold". Literally that's what the forecast says. Sigh...
May your New Years celebrations be warmer and more festive than ours and Happy New Year to all.