For all our late night and relatively early morning,
In spite of no naps, and two movies,
Regardless of finishing the toque and knitting half a mitten,
The cooking and clean-up of two meals aside,
Three loads of laundry notwithstanding...
I've barely got five minutes left to wish you all a Happy New Year!
I can't believe I'm still up and my brain is still functioning!
Hoping Twenty-O-Six is a good one for you, although rumour has it that a religious group called "The Family" predicts this is the year that the world will end. I wonder what the Farmer's Almanac says about that?
Take care of yourselves, and don't slip on the ice.
Thanks! And back at you and yours.
ReplyDeleteHave the best year of your life Lauralea......so far.
ReplyDeleteYour "take care of yourselves and don't slip on the ice", is somewhat the same farewell greeting Brittney and I share: "I love you and don't slip in the shower". Well, it makes perfect sense to us anyway.