It was a great time spent with all of our family and some of our friends. Sure, U of M blew it big time and I came back to find out that I might have three months tops left on my contract, but why dwell on the negative? While cleaning The Abyss (aka Scott’s room) I found my lost CD Wallet in a brown shopping bag behind a mirror. Success!
I cannot tell a lie: I was thrilled and completely shocked to hear that the Lions pull out a victory over Dallas. Leave it to the Lions to completely botch the season only to end on a (slightly) higher note. It’s also no secret that I loathe most Cowboy fans (but not you, Chad), so double bonus!
Sure we blew the chance at a No. 1 draft pick, but considering that Millen has any input into the decision pretty much means that we would have screwed it up anyway. If we have the chance and draft that little shit from Notre Dame, I am officially DONE with the Lions.
No matter, though. We had much more fun at the Vikes’ game, even though they lost. The applause for Brad Johnson was sweet when Childress put him in for one play in the 3rd quarter.
We spent New Year’s Eve at Brother Mike’s, playing Taboo and watching Wild/Ducks hockey. Balderdash was also played, but I was fast asleep before that even happened. I guess this is what happens when you hit your thirties.
Newman made a new friend in Jake, the dog of the house. Here’s pictoral proof that lab/weiner dogs exist.
I know it’s so cliche, but my resolution this year is to get back in shape. Numbers have appeared on the scale that haven’t been on it in years. I am pretty sure I packed on 5 over the holidays, in addition to the ones that have been making their way back over the past year or so. I didn’t make it to the gym today due to getting caught up from some work-related clusterfucks, but exercise is definitely on the agenda for the rest of the week. No more making excuses based on feeling I can’t leave the dog alone, or that I’m too busy. Snow is back so skiing is in. Newman has somewhat proved he can be left in the house unattended, causing little to no damage.
We loaded the rest of my belongings into Scott’s truck and hauled it back here as well. It’s a relief and a burden at the same time. When I moved up here almost two years ago, my mantra was Live Simply. Since then I’ve accumulated enough crap to warrant renting THE BIG U-HAUL if I ever should move again. I’ve been trying to sort through stuff, to only keep the things I need by making regular trips to St. Vinny’s and tossing out garbage. Now I’m faced with a truck bed’s worth of more stuff. Some of it I’m glad to see. Most of it? Grey-area items that need to be gone through and decided upon. It would be easy to say that I haven’t used it in two years so just chuck it, but I really need to go through everything so that I have no regrets. Eh.