We've had a peaceful evening. We choose to celebrate the fading away of the old year safe and sound at home. Dear Husband used to watch every Marx brother movie made, but that tradition seems to have gone by the way this year.
DH has has had some time off, which is very unusual. Saturday, I asked him to run errands with me, and we ended with grocery shopping. We'd barely gotten in the door of the grocery store when he was waylaid by the lobster sale. He decided we needed to have a special dinner to see the year out: Lobster tail, green beans with bacon, white cheddar macaroni and cheese, and crusty bread. Oddly, it came off as peasant fare, especially if you live where lobster is abundant. *G*
We've enjoyed the time off, doing bits of things here and there. We made one more foray on the grocery store to gets odds and ends of things we'd used up, and we did a bit of work for our company in the morning. I spent some time piecing a quarter of a quilt top, and we chatted with Elegante Mother and Second Son.
New Years Eve is a bit melancholy for us. Two years ago tonight, we lost Dear Husband's oldest son to a massive heart attack. I still find things I want to share with him. Like his dad, he loved puns and odd collections of facts. I'll think..."Oh, he'd LOVE this!" and then remember I can't e-mail him. But, I'm sure that he's in good hands and knows that we think of him.
It's snowed almost daily, but in small amounts. I doubt this particular area has more than four inches of snow, but there are other places in the Chicago area where roads are clogged and sidewalks have disappeared. It's left us with a Winter Wonderland look. The shrubs are outlined in white, and there are paw prints in the snow. Last night, DH had made the rounds, turning off the lights, when he realized there were two deer at the bird feeder. I joined him, and we watched for ten minutes or so. A mom deer and her yearling, I think. I put out corn for them tonight, and topped off the bird feeder for those who can figure out how to empty it.
The new year has crept in, as we've listened to a James Taylor Special on PBS, enjoying songs from our past. Ed has snuggled up to me, trying to keep my hands off the keyboard. I'll take that as a sign.
From our house to yours, we wish you a happy and healthy New Year. Stay safe!
Comments (6)
This was a lovely bit to read, Buffy. (drooling while reading of your lobster supper) (itchy fingers while reading of the bit of quilting happening as well). I am sorry there was also sadness over a dear one. At the same time, I can readily tell that you share my sentiment that memories are so precious we could never manage to get by without them.
But I ramble here when I have a more important message. My wish is that you will have happiness every day, in every way, during the coming year, and barring that, you will have more fabrics, blocks, patterns, and threads.
Posted by Roberta S | January 1, 2008 3:58 PM
Posted on January 1, 2008 15:58
well said roberta :-)
Posted by bod | January 2, 2008 10:49 AM
Posted on January 2, 2008 10:49
It sounds like you got through the holidays well. Good 2008 to you and yours!
Posted by Cop Car | January 10, 2008 8:23 AM
Posted on January 10, 2008 08:23
Roberta, I'm pretty sure that I sent you a personal note, but I'll repeat some of it here. Thank you for your kind words. I think of your blog as one of the best-written, and feel honored when you visit my humble abode.
I hope that you and Hub had a good New Years, and that you, too, will have all the best in 2008.
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January 12, 2008 9:46 PM
Posted on January 12, 2008 21:46
Bod, you're so sweet! I hope you have a great year!
Posted by Registered User
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January 12, 2008 9:47 PM
Posted on January 12, 2008 21:47
Thanks, Cop Car!
The holidays were good to us. From Bogie's Blog and WichiDude, it sounds like yours were, too! I certainly hope that you enjoyed having all your family around you.
Happy New Year to you and HH!
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January 12, 2008 9:49 PM
Posted on January 12, 2008 21:49