A new year

We started the day/year at the sledding hill… and it was freezing. We met up with some dear friends and had donuts and hot cocoa while the others braved the hill. I’m not huge on sledding myself because a) I always somehow end up going down backwards? and b) I am terrified of injuries after a skiing mishap decades ago. Yes, I’m a scaredy cat.

But I was happy to chat with some friends at the top of the hill while sipping coffee and bouncing around trying to stay warm. The rest of the day? That was spent under a blanket or sitting on a radiator trying to warm back up. Don’t worry. Only about 90 more days of this to go … oy.