Managed to go back to bed at 7 and got in another 3 hrs. But now neither cat will get out of bed!! Both still upstairs.

There were minimal fireworks here last night (or gunshots, thank heavens). Went to bed at 11, dog was completely unfazed.

I have dumped out the last of the open wine (January is dry), and now I need to clean the kitchen and go pick up a friend for our annual NY Day hike. Then visit Dad, who apparently was quite disoriented yesterday, sigh.

Suzi, I hope you feel better soon.

Suzi, wishing you pain relief.

I know I've posted this before but I just came across it on Linda Holmes' list, so here's that awesome movie-dance vid that makes me happy and is a great way to start the year: [link]

That was one of the things I just watched, too! So good. I'm also keeping Richie's convenience store number from Magic Mike XXL in an open tab.

Asleep before midnight, out of bed for good before ten. Now coffee and dessert for breakfast. Liking this. I need to reach out to the sleepover E went to and arrange a pick up time. Going to head a city over to meet friend for lunch.

Happy Day One of 2016! The hot toddy was deelish. We watched three episodes of Jessica Jones. My DH dozed through some of it, so every time he woke up, we'd pause and I'd fill him in on salient plot points. Yes, I am married to an old dude who falls asleep in a recliner while watching TV. Then we went to bed and managed to stay awake until midnight for a kiss. We were both asleep by 12:01.

Then we were awake again at 12:30 to comfort our poor poodle who was very scared of the fireworks. We got him asleep by 1am.

The local unofficial fireworks didn't last too long here. Loud but brief I can deal with, and even Walter has learned to accept pretty well. I don't think he likes them any better, but he is slower to bolt these days.

I set my alarm for 9, woke up at 7, went back to sleep tis 8ish. Not bad. Every New Year I think how strange it is that on the day I intend to put my best foot forward and get the year started right the first thing I do is mess up my sleep schedule.

Having leftovers + greens and peas for breakfast, which means eating black-eyed peas with chopsticks. If I'd thought about it, I probably wouldn't have tried it, but it's actually going okay.

I'd like to spend today in quiet contemplation/reflection and plan out my year, but there's so much still to do before I can really use my kitchen again. Ah well. Contemplation/reflection/planning in between vacuuming/disinfecting/washing/inventorying I guess.

I do wish I had some juice, my champagne would be better in the form of mimosas, I suspect. I think the closest I could get right now is sprinkling some True Lime in the glass.

It's Jan 1 and my lilies out back are trying to push through. This weather has confused everything. My snapdragons in buckets are even trying to come back to life.

I do wish I had some juice, my champagne would be better in the form of mimosas, I suspect. I think the closest I could get right now is sprinkling some True Lime in the glass.

Christmas morning I took leftover prosecco and blood orange fancy soda from the day before and made a not-bad mimosa. I was glad I didn't just pour them both out!