Good Riddance, 2020!

On New Year's Eve, 
Ashley sent me these pictures...

The kids were painting their 'balls' for the countdown!

Every hour they would lower their balls on this display

until it reached 9:PM, New Years, or so it seemed to two kids who get to bedbefore 8 every night!

When the clock struck 9, Ashley gave the kids each 

1/4 can of ginger ale in these fancy glasses.

They never get sugary treats.

Andy said that even though it was an hour and a half after bedtime,

Locklan had what we called the zoomies.

Grandma? Not so much.  I think I was asleep before they were.

All's well that ends well...

Happy New Year!

 

Happy New Year 2019!

Yesterday, on a whim, I decided to make French Dip sandwiches 

instead of the traditional pork and sauerkraut

I sent out a text to all the kids, 

an open invitation.

I talked to Tony, he said he thought they were planning a nice, quiet night at home...

Andy asked what's for dessert?

About 5:30, Tony, Mindy and Henry came through the door.  

Andy and family followed...

We had a house full!

They were delish...or so they said...

I'm Keto (for 2 years 13 days), so I didn't get to do the dippy...

Everyone had 2 or three of them!

After dinner, we played games with Locklan.

Afterwards, everyone left.

Mr K and I watched a little TV and at 9:45 he said...

Let's try to stay awake until 10!

~sigh~

Happy New Year!

 

This morning when I said my prayers...

 

I prayed that YOUR 2018 would be peaceful, healthy and full of caring!

 

For now, I have this huge pork roast waiting to be roasted...

Dogs waiting for their breakfast...

and much shivering to be done.

My desk thermometer says it's 2° out there!

 

Back soon, back to normal (or as close to normal as I get)...

 

Promise!

PS:  For the first time in years, I managed to stay awake until midnight!
That's because we went to watch my nephew, Tyler, play in a hockey tournament
and when we got home, I was frozen.
I climbed into my bed, cranked up the electric blanket and took a 2 hour nap!

Happy New Year!

I just stopped in to wish all of you the very happiest of new years, and the most exciting and rewarding year to come.

May your blessings be too abundant to count...

Thank you for being here,

God bless you!
Jan

My brother, Daniel, 51 years ago.  Wasn't he cute?

"Pinging" in the New Year...

Earlier in the holiday season, Andy announced that the New Year Eve party woud be at his house this year...AND...the celebration would include a Ping Pong Tournament!  Everyone brought food.  I made pork and sauerkraut which must have been pretty good - I saw people eating it all night long!

By time I got there, the compeition was in full swing!

That's my daughter-in-law, Catherine, showing off her skills while Tony eats, Morgan, Brandy and TJ are obviously in awe!?!

Michael looks like he was studying the competition...

Wonder what Jamie was thinking?

There goes Andy...

Andy is such a good doggie dad, he bought Helga Jean a new bed just for the party...

Hey, that's not Helga!  Where is Helga? 

 There she is...guess we know who rules THAT roost,

don't we? 

In the mean time, the competition continues.  Tony had his brackets all figured out and they posted them on the chalk board...

We had two classes, women and men...

The finalists for the women were Vicky and Heather (Morgan's mom).

Heather won!  Vicky didn't jump over the net to congratulate her, but she was a good sport...

Tony presented Heather with her trophy...

Of course we had trophies...we are first class pongers!

Andy and Tony were the finalists for the men.  I know, they are always the finalists...

Tony managed to win, but we think it was because he looked so intimidating with his wrist bands...

I presented him with his trophy...

And of  course, Vicky had to congratulate him...

He was pretty excited..

The clock struck 12, there was a ton of huggin' and shoutin' going on, even Helga got her ears scratched!

everyone stopped to eat,

but the ping pong went on and on...long after I remembered I was an old woman and went home to get some rest!

~Sigh~

Although I'm not a party person, I always love New Year's Eve.  It just feels like a clean slate for me, time to change things, start over, even learn to write a new number when you write checks.  It's a good thing, even if it means letting go of old things....

But there are always memories....and those are precious.  This New Year, memories are very precious, and some are just darn funny....like New Years, 1964, when we dressed my darling baby brother as the New Year's Baby....

Love ya, bro!

Now it's a snowy Friday, go out and be a blessing to someone and come back soon.  I know you are curious about the

 Frigid Five Miler....

I'm so glad YOU stopped by to share my life.  God bless you!

Love,

Jan