Slowly dissolving into a 750 of dark barley wine from my cellar while enjoying a marathon of Miss Fisher with the family. Happy New Year, everyone.

Realized my comment on totaling one of our cars lacked important context: everyone is fine. Total loss not because severity of the accident, written off due to the age of the vehicle.

Should be an early night tonight so the teens and I can rise early to join friends on a fishing expedition out on the Bay tomorrow.

Last day of what has been a wonderful family retreat on the shore. Plans for the day looking like lunch in town before packing up to return home.

How I know Andrea is a kitchen goddess: creating a killer Turkey Day dinner with ingredients and fixings that had to travel then be prepared in an unknown kitchen. So good, stuffed.