Channelling Grandma Rita

I don't follow any teams other than BYU, but I sure like watching the college bowl games. I watched a gazillion hours of them yesterday and did it for my grandma (cough, cough). When I was little, Grandma Rita occasionally visited us for the holidays. On New Year's Day, she would park herself in front of our TV and not move all day. I could hear her cheering and yelling from anywhere in the house. Currently, I am not cheering for Utah, but cheering against Alabama. By the way, my grandfather is in this picture.

Hello 2009!

The new year always excites me. I think of that fat, little Baby New Year bounding into my life and wonder what she has in store for me and I for her in the coming year.

But it's on the way . . .

I did some reconnaissance for airfares to the West Coast. My favorite was the airline that would charge me about $500 for the following route: SLC to JFK (New York), connect with another flight that would take me to my West Coast destination. A 14 hour trip. I could drive there faster.

A New Neighbor

I have a foot of snow in my back yard, so it was inevitable this little guy would appear.