Monday, January 03, 2011
Then for New Year's Eve we went north. After nearly a month of temperatures hovering around zero things decided to warm up here in Anchorage with one of our random bursts of warm air from Hawaii so we escaped north to my parents' cabin where it was a perfectly balmy 30 degrees. Perfect for snowmachining and perfect for fireworks.
Must . . . have . . . cinnamon . . . roll . . .
Then that night we brought out the fireworks. It's such a novelty to have fireworks you can actually see--normally our Independence Day fireworks are at midnight or 1am because it's too bright to see them--and even then it's only rather dusky. But for New Year's Eve we could have started the fireworks at 4 o'clock and watched them just fine.
With it so warm even I ventured out of the protection of the cabin to watch up close as they lit things up. Anchorage has an ordinance against fireworks in the city so as long as I can remember we've had to get out of town if we want a show. But this year they lifted the ban just for the holiday and things were popping up everywhere.
It's funny how things can be going so badly but it doesn't take too long once the stress is removed for you to forget all about the negatives and remember (mostly) the positives. I'm kind of glad our brains are like that.
run barefoot again.
I'm going to plan/save for our last official family vacation before Grace leaves for college. I think I may also spend some time brushing up on my French after so many years of neglect. I'm going to finish reading the Bible (I'm plodding through Deuteronomy right now) along with Thomas Friedman's The World Is Flat (so far Deuteronomy is better), Anya Seton's My Theodosia and Bill Bryson's A Brief History of Nearly Everything. Plus a few more in there.
Or maybe I'll get completely wild and crazy and make this . . .
And--oh yea--I'm going to do some blogging. What are your plans?