I felt my age this weekend. I drank too much on Friday and I can't seem to shake it. It is the end of an era. On the upside, I had a great time. Our friend, Tim, got a break from his Army life in TX and came to visit. I was very happy to see him! Other than that, I don't remember much. This is probably a good thing.
I made some snowflakes and taped them to the kitchen window. Loud-Neighbor-Mark made some comments about our lack of decorations. This leads me to believe that he has noticed that we are the dark house in the neighborhood. If they only knew :-)
Soundtrack for the 2nd day of HO recovery: Nouvelle Vague and a little Velvet Underground