There’s always a bit of sadness for me on New Year’s Eve. It was 6 years ago (I can’t believe it’s been that long) that my friend Dale Wolf passed away. I was blessed to be at her bedside when she left us. It was 2 in the morning. I remember coming home around 4 and going to my computer to send emails to several of Dale’s friends and my friends to tell them the news. At the time I had a Christmas clock hanging on the wall near the room where my computer was. It would play a song on the hour, except when it was dark — there was a light sensor that would keep it from going off. Well it was around 4:30 or so when all of a sudden the clock started to play “Jingle Bells.” Now I don’t know what you believe about the after life but I’m certain it was Dale telling me she was dashing through the snow laughing all the way. I always think of her when I hear Jingle Bells, unless I start singing “Jingle Bells, Batman Smells, Robin laid an egg.” Then I don’t think of her. If you want to know more about Dale you can visit www.dalewolf.net, a website I set up for her.
I also want to thank Kacia for her idea to make oatmeal better. You can read it under comments from yesterday’s post where I pissed and moaned about not liking oatmeal but wish I did. I’m heading out to get some apple cider. Thanks Kacia and also thanks for not telling me it’s just something you have to get use to. I don’t drink coffee and when I tell coffee drinkers that I’ve tried it but I think it tastes horrible they all say “Well it’s just something you have to get use to.” I suppose I could get use to eating bear droppings too but I just don’t see the reason to try to.
I want to wish all of you a happy new year. I hope 2011 will be a good year for everyone. And please drive safely tonight if you are out and about. There are a bunch of drunk idiots out there — I know I use to be one of them. I plan to stay home and try to stay awake until at least 10:30 then I’ll drink my prune juice, take out my teeth, and shuffle to my bed, careful to put up the railings so I don’t fall out.
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