Hubby and I made a teeny tiny snowman last night. We gave him chocolate covered pomegranate seeds for eyes and a baby carrot for his nose. The snow was really too soft and flaky for packing, so Hubby took his gloves off for the endeavor. Which just goes to prove, one is never too old (or cold) for drunken arts 'n crafts. No siree, Barbara.
On a different note, I've noticed that people are posting "HAPPY NEW YEARS!" as their status updates on Facebook. Has anyone else witnessed this phenomenon? I find it rather fascinating. When did we start pluralizing it? And is this strictly a Massachusetts thing?
At any rate, Happy New Year(s) Dearest Reader! Here's wishing that twenty-ten holds many marvelous, special things for you and yours. xoxo
