I had nothing planned for New Years and I am fine with this.  Normally, November through New Years is a string of unremarkable parties and events but this year I went from running a holiday party, to a good Thanksgiving trip, to a fun NYC trip, to trying ice skating for the first time.  Any of these would have qualified as a highlight in previous years and I had all these in a period of 45 days.

I still hurt from yesterday’s falls while ice skating and spent the day as real men spend their New Year’s Eve, re-seasoning my cast iron cookwear.  I was in bed by 11 PM.