The festive season is over, and I'm a little bit glad. Along with all the champagnes, presents, parties and visitors came an endless loop of cooking, cleaning and travelling. Ivy's been ratty with potato-chip and late-night overload and we're all looking forward to the return of the old routine.
The family parties were great, and on New Years Eve we had a Depression-themed bash at the house, where we cooked soup from the butchers dog bones and dressed up real haggard.
Have you made any New Years resolutions? Here are mine: Buy no new clothes in 2009. Become a better listener. Pick up the guitar more (like, ever) and write a song for each of my naughty buttons. Start a survivalist library.
Let's hope 2009 is full of baths, chocolate bullets, big warm tuggles and beautiful moments like the one captured in this Christmas video of Teddy and his Mama.