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New look in time for the new year.
Just a short post to let y'all know that I'm still alive. I'm sitting downstairs at my parents house, almost 4pm on a Sunday afternoon, still in my pjs, listening to Danny Michel; my parents are both napping upstairs; my sisters are away. I think this is the first time I have had to myself in the past week.
It rained on Christmas Eve, but it snowed on Christmas Day. A lot. We spent some time actually calculating the weight of snow that was left in front of the driveway after the snowplow went by. (Conclusion: approx. 60 tonnes of shoveling fun!)
I am trying to come up with some good new year's resolutions. So far all I have is to get the hell out of this province by the end of next year.
Dad's awake. Sun is setting. Should probably go get dressed.
Love until soon,
lamb
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