And the New Year Starts

The kids are back in school (although I have to go yank YG out in an hour to get to another--and I hope, the last--middle school tour). We began the new year with Emily waking us up at 5:30 with a howling case (literally) of doggy sick, and given that we had returned from a New Years' Eve party at 2am, this was even less fun than it sounds. So we all slept in (even the dog) after that excitement, and spent the first day of the year cooking, tidying up, doing paperwork, doing homework (YG managed to get three book reports, six pages of math, and two weeks' worth of weather journal done in two days time), and taking down the tree. This is the earliest we've ever gotten rid of it--we usually wait until after Twelfth Night--but this year it just seemed right.

I am not making resolutions (as Sarcasm Girl noted yesterday, who needs to start out the year planning to fail?) but I'm planning to get to the gym today. Got any plans?