It's a new year, so why do I feel so old?

That probably won't make much sense to you all, but it makes sense to me. If the year is new, shouldn't I feel new too? OK, OK, just kidding (sort of). I'm a little behind these days, because the year has been "new" for almost two weeks now. I don't think I goofed and wrote 2008 on very many things, so that's a good way to start off.

Dean and I had a play day the day after Christmas. He got some streaks in his hair and I got mine hacked off about 6 inches, then we went out to lunch and to a movie. We saw "Yes Man" with Jim Carrey, which was pretty funny, but had a few parts that we both were surprised about, since it was rated PG13. I don't understand why script writers feel the need to add swearing to almost every movie these days. It usually doesn't add anything to the movie that wasn't there already, so why not leave it out? Maybe more families could bring their children - although, now that I think about it, there were quite a few children there that were quite some distance away from 13. Maybe I'm just more sensitive than other people. I know I'm more protective as a mother, but hey, if mothers don't protect their children, who will? Anyway, blah, blah, blah.

I'm having a hard time getting revved up this week. I think it's time to do some purging, starting with my closet and then the office. Maybe even get rid of all those boxes of books collecting dust in the garage. Sounds like a project for this weekend.

And I eventually got those Christmas cards sent, but just in case I didn't send enough of them, here is the photo on the card. My sister-in-law took it on Thanksgiving Day, and though it isn't a fabulous photo, it really is us. (And yes, Dean was standing on the hearth, so is not quite that tall. He looks about 3" taller there than he really is.)

Love to all - and Happy New Year!