Plaid, always a good choice

Sometimes it's good to look back--other times it just makes me feel old. But I am thinking those plaid pants could make a comeback.

We had a great Christmas. Lots of food, inspired gifts, one movie (Up in the Air--not to spoil it for anyone, but what's wrong with a happy ending once in a while?),  and uninvolved, happy cats, who, unlike Oliver, could care less about shredding paper.

To see more, and with apologies for my video skills, check here.

The weather outside was frightful

but inside there were projects. Lots of furniture was moved around, including the 400-pound dresser that is probably 150 years old. It goes all the way back to Tom's great grandfather. I have no pictures of the move, because it  was too hair-raising--especially sliding it down steps and around corners. It's in its new place now, and I think it will stay there a while.

Repairing the creche from 413 was a smaller poject. The roof was separating from the frame. But glue, staples and clamps

and now it looks almost as good as new (on top of the china closet so that neither 16-pound cat can take up residence).


But most of today was spent moving snow around. Fortunately Tom is strong, and we only have one shovel.


To get a real feeling for the deepness of this record-setting storm, visit Cullen's blog. Nighttime photos even!

Henry and Eli waste no energy worrying about this weather. As long as the vacuum cleaner doesn't get too close, they can handle us being around.

I can't match Cullen for quirky videos, but here's a feel good, dancing in the street video that probably everyone else in the world has seen. There's no snow in Israel!