Left my camera at Poppy and Grandma's.
Champagne and sparkling cider.
Candy Cane Joe-Joe ice cream in front of the fire.
Dubbadad made a resolution too, but it was so sweet and just for me, so it's not here.
For some reason, my resolution would not burn.
After I took that last photo, the paper -- for reals! -- leaped off the log and lay, unburned on the hearth. When I went to light it with a match -- I kid you not -- the match went out.
I think maybe I really had "better listen"...
Universe? I'm all ears this year!
(I finally shoved it under a log and it burnt to a crisp.)
It's after ten now, and Aliza is watching Inspector Gadget in the living room with Dubbadad. Ander is waiting none-so-patiently for me to log off so he can watch Doctor Who and get on with his resolution.
Oh, and Ander theorized that my resolution not burning is somehow like the Doctor's psychic paper shorting out when he tries to pass himself off as a "responsible adult" -- somehow my resolving to be a better listener is just unrealistic and not do-able... Niiiiiice...