Stay out of Annie’s way when she gets in a mood.
Henry
Late at night, when the house is quiet, Henry breaks out the nature documentary… http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CnCChNGKOJw
Sunday
Yesterday, New Year’s Day, we headed 150 miles south to the Valley. (That’s the southernmost section of Texas; the Rio Grande Valley. Perfectly flat coastal plain north of the Rio Grande, but for some reason, it’s called The Valley.) We’re at Sandpipers Resort outside Edinburg. http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&hl=en&msa=0&msid=205131835882428706345.000478e4c3b957768b192&ll=28.690588,-97.261963&spn=5.395592,14.029541&z=7 It’ll be a little warmer here and doesn’t require as many clothes.
What a party!
New Year’s Eve. Five couples. A shrimp fry. A few drinks. 6pm. We’re going strong. 7pm. We’re thinking maybe we’ll celebrate the New Year on Eastern Time. 8pm. We’re wondering in which time zone it’s already the New Year. 8:05. We realize we’re not going to make it to 9:00. 8:10. We reach a consensus decision and declare 8:15 to be the start of the new year. 8:15. We blow the noisemakers, yell “Happy New Year”, do a group hug, and everyone goes home. Happy New Year!



