I hope your New Year’s Eve celebration was divine.

My plans were to go to a friend’s house for the evening and then after midnight, on my way home, stop by another friend’s house who lives about 5 minutes away from the first friend, wish the friends there a Happy New Year, and then head home.

The weather, however, called the shots last night/this morning.

After a gift exchange [I got the most beautiful bookmark and a gift certificate for Reitmans], we enjoyed a rousing game of Pictionary [which the girls won!] and many [many] munchies.  It was a relaxing evening.  Inicidentally, although I will be the first to suggest a males versus females rivalry when equal numbers of men and women are around, the women have never beaten the men in a game, any game, no matter who the individuals involved in the teams are.  I can’t figure out why this is [it certainly has nothing to do with the increased intelligence of the men!].  So of course, on such a momentuous occasion, I had to dramatically gloat about it to the boys who were gracious losers.  When another guy arrived, we had another game.  One of our teammates was rather intoxicated and his attempts to draw “surgery” had me laughing my head off as it showed a male carrying a pitchfork and shovel, standing over an elephant, both of which were apparently hovering over a bed.  He was insulted that it wasn’t so apparent to the rest of us that that was what he was drawing.

After forcing the party downstairs to ring in the New Year with Dick Clark, we headed back upstairs to call our families and make sure that everyone made it into the New Year.  They did.  Everyone I talked to told me that there was freezing rain outside and that I probably shouldn’t drive, but I had to see for myself.  I scraped down one side of the car windows without much difficulty, then prepared to do the windshield.  By the time I was half done, the side I had scraped was covered in ice again!  Even I could see the folly of me, a new driver of exactly two months, trying to leave, so I wailed about how I didn’t have a toothbrush or pillow and then got over it.

While others went to sleep, I made magnets while another girl did some scrapbooking, with only two of us staying up until almost 2am.  I was having so much fun with my magnets that I kept going until just after 4:30am, when I finally went to bed.

I’m not very comfortable with sleepovers because, unlike my sister who goes to sleep in one pose and wakse up in the same pose, barely mussed, I wake up looking like I wrestled a bear and lost.  Drool, snoring, you name it, I do it.  And do we have to mention morning breath?

So, to preserve my own “modesty” and hide my secret shame(s), I prefer my bed or a single occupancy hotel room.  I must admit that my camping trip in the summer where my tentmate swore she didn’t hear me snore did give me confidence that perhaps my snoring isn’t loud enough to be mistaken for thunder and it seemed to be the case.

I helped cook breakfast, preparing french toast.  We also had eggs, bacon, hashbrowns and juice.  I was stuffed!

The weather was above zero so everything was melting.  Getting home was a breeze.

2007 has arrived.  Make it yours. 

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Marble magnets are still very much a part of my life and I managed to give some away along with gifts this Christmas season.

I’ve been having trouble finding suitable small marbles, though.

My favourite craft store, Michaels, has the magnets but they are just irridescent enough that it casts an almost brownish haze on things, which I find frustrating. The marbles that I found that aren’t irridescent, however, are covered in scratches as you can see from this picture! So I either need to find paper that works well with irridescence or find something to remove the tiny scratches on the glass.  Any ideas?

The paper used for the magnets is Shannon’s.  Isn’t it the sunniest paper ever? I love it!  I should have stolen the whole sheet!

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