Here I am.
How are you?
Don’t you feel like we just hiked the Tundra? Alone, but together? Unplugged but yet PLUGGED? And now – on top of it all … a Blue Moon and MORE SNOW.

I’m feeling rather numb while completely intimidated by the enormity of the aftermath… and I’m not just talking about the gifts… which are slowly pushing me into the room under the stairs. I’m referring to the whole experience. We did Christmas morning here at our house (pictured above). Will, who recently turned two, awoke to Santa’s first “our house” visit, which was lovely… but then we all piled into the SUV and hit the road for another whirlwind double hit Connecticut, Massachusetts, New York “see everyone we love in three days” road trip. It was fun. But man-o-man are we shot. And now, we get to put it all away and think about next year–which starts TOMORROW. It never ends, does it? But do we really want it to?

Okay okay, so enough philosophical blah blah.. and because you are still stuck on the visual above… the big GO on the goods… My fam gave me a KITCHENAID MIXER – which, thank God, because my right arm is barely attached from all the non-allergen BAKING. I’ve already used it and although it was all like – YOU SUCK when I took it out of the box, we’ve chatted and the relationship has begun. Will received an old-school BIG WHEEL along every possible toy known to man as well as a huge box of PANTS which he will probably outgrow by the end of this post. And… The Bluedog. He received 32+” of snow, which he is still bragging about…

So, with all the GOODS now back home and packed into our shrinking house, and all the loved ones loved, we are ready… Ready for the next 12 months… I’m excited… I wonder what will happen next.