I’ve been checking my digits — all of them — regularly, and it appears I’ve survived my second New Year’s Day swim in the Mon. But I’m not the only one. Mrs. Crappy, who had to miss our inaugural swim a year ago because of work, took the plunge for the first time Friday morning,… Read More did it again.
(We did start the year off by jumping in the Mon again, and I’m going to tell you about that tomorrow. But first…) Since Sept. 4, this red bracelet — which reads “People – Tradition – Excellence” — has stayed on my left wrist. Since Saturday, Sept. 5 — when Ethel picked it out of… Read More a great winter.
I just re-read the post I wrote this time a year ago, and it struck me — I’m doing the exact same thing I was doing 365 days ago — drinking barleywine, watching a Grateful Dead DVD (the same one, in fact) and thinking about the year that’s about to pass and the one that’s… Read More 2009 > 2010.
I haven’t spent a whole lot of time in front of the computer in the last few days, but that’s about to change. At this moment, the old eMac is spitting data at our new iMac, and once that’s ready to go, I think I won’t be able to help but sit in front of… Read More a week.
Mrs. Crappy and I hope you give and get the things that make you happiest, and we hope you have a day filled with all the same laughter and love you’ve given us this year. Merry Christmas, yinz guys.
I don’t think we’re expecting more snow anytime soon — although we may get a enough ice Christmas morning to make the drive to Sarver something of a challenge — but some advice about waiting out winter weather is always welcome around here. And as a bonus, if you stick around ’til the end of… Read More the elf dance.
Uncle Crappy 