Monday, January 01, 2007

New Year's Day

I'm not going to pretend last night was the most fun I've ever had on NYE, but honestly, it came pretty close. We went to a little-kids-welcome-too party at Kurt and Renee's house, and got home by 11:15pm. We watched the replay of the Dick-older-than-dirt-Clark NYE celebratiion at Times Square and a bit of the Vegas celebration. Maybe next year we'll do that. It looks a hell of a lot warmer. I always have these great expectations for NYE, and this year I didn't make any; I think that's why I'm pleasantly surprised at how good low-key felt.

The year ended with one last slap in the face for us. Our neighbors backed into Mark's car as they were parking, putting a hole in the bumper. I swear, this car is just a magnet for destruction. No wonder Mark hates it. They left us a note today. It didn't look like there was any damage until Mark swept more of the caked on snow off the bumper. Hopefully this won't lead to a blood-feud between us, since we finally just met the neighbors this summer after nearly 2 years of them living there!

I am really excited about Dave and Natalie coming this week. Natalie said she wouldn't mind hearing, "Hello, I'm Julie McCoy and I'll be your cruise director," which was hysterical, and so they're up for anything. I think we'll hit the Children's Museum while Mark and Dave snowboard, and then the next day, if I can get us in, massages for the ladies at the Woodhouse. Other than that, I just want to get some mexican food at Santiagos and then my idea-generating mind is shot. They want to introduce their son to snow so I bought him and the Manling some snowpants today. I'll have to see their son before I come up with a suitable acronym.... I have one in mind.

I just hope I don't get too freaked out by being around a pregnant lady for 4 days. Last night wasn't so bad, but it still kinda hurt. especially as it was a big topic of conversation , and there was a 2 month old infant there who I stole for a bit. We'll see. I have high hopes for 2007!

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