passed out

For New Years Z and I visited our favorite witch, dog, cat, and Gabriel team out in cold, cold Natick, MA. It was a great time; all smiles, dead Ewoks and plenty of food for all. We stayed up towards New Years, but passed out like wimps with 1/2 hour to go. In our case, sleeping meant warmth.

Every time we go visit, it seems, Gator (the golden retriever) gets pet every free second, Gabe and I do some gaming, Z and Jenna catch up on old times and it all ends with gigantically full stomachs over at the amazing Indian buffet. This time had all this and more, thanks to the holiday. We made really cool decorations for the soulstice wreath out of construction paper and glue - which I plan to introduce down at MAG. Arts and Crafts are so much fun! I had forgotten how much I got into 'em.

Their new cat was awesome. He had a hanging toy that he loved to go psycho on, and when he wasn't doing that he was hiding up in some nook or eyeing us from another room. His name? Stinky Butt. i m a g e s