Happy Birthday to Ian and Tim. Today they’re 17. Who knew those wee goofy little babies would end up being so handsome and smart and funny and awwww . . . talk amongst yourselves. Like buttah they are. (This was our Christmas letter picture – ignore scary Andy – Ian and Tim are on your right, Ian in back, Tim up front.)
I’ve been down since Christmas Day with a cold/cough thing that is maddeningly stupid. Andy and Ian have it too, but they’re young and don’t seem quite as pathetic as I do lately. I found some good cough medicine in my tool box/medicine box and I’m back up for New Year’s. Just don’t ask me to drink or drive.
In honor of the New Year, I’ve started a Facebook “poll” of sorts. For those of you not on Facebook, I don’t want you to miss out on the fun. (For the record, we have invited this neighbor to every single holiday/party event for the past 10 years.)
This is actually a “small” NYE party for us. Nonetheless, we KNOW our neighbor will be calling the police. We’re expecting people to start showing up around 7ish. Six soaps to the person who guesses closest to the minute when the first police cruiser pulls up to the house
I’ve debated about adding a paypal donation bar here (you know, for bail money) but I’m going with good will for now. Wishing all of you a happy, healthy 2011!!!
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