My husband has been as docile as a little lamb all day. I suspect that it might have something to do with a hangover. He admits nothing, but, can be observed grabbing his head and closing his eyes when he shakes his head, ostensibly to stop the spinning. A good wife would stop trying to provoke him by sudden deafness, waiting for him to give in to the urge to nod his head yes or no. I am NOT a good wife.
My children are acting like caged animals, because our plans for New Year's brunch at the zoo were spoiled by rain. We are essentially stuck inside and they have resorted to driving one another crazy for sport.
I found a new jam today. How does a peanut butter and jelly sandwich sound to you, with chocolate peanut butter and banana, pineapple, rum jam? I think that it was quite tasty. I sure wish that I had noticed that this stuff was $11 a jar before I paid for it though.
Well, 2010 doesn't feel any different, with the exception of a tiny, burgeoning, feeling of optimism that THIS will finally be the year that we can look back and say, "now 2010, that was a very good year."