I know I’m a little late to the party, but happy new new years! I hope your twenty eleven is filled with joy, peace, really large trees and carolina barbecue.
We spent the holiday in Charleston, and I took Adam on a four hour walking tour of the entire city. Now we are “home” in Savannah, with feet so swollen that we can’t even walk. Mom is feeding us homemade pulled pork to recuperate. I am thankful.
If the rest of the year goes as well as the past twenty four hours, we’re golden.