I don’t usually worry about staying up to see in the new year anymore, but I was finishing up a book at 11:30 and decided I might as well give it a try. There were firecrackers going off in the neighborhood, but that was about it. All that did was make me think of our dog Gabby, who died in November. She always cowered in bed with us when the fireworks or firecrackers started. I missed that this year.
Anyway, I hope 2017 is a great year for one and all. We deserve it!
P.S. I’ll be back to cover my December reading today or tomorrow. I promise!