A new year is upon us. I’ll be in Vermont for a few days, celebrating Daisy’s birthday, so am posting a preemptive New Year’s entry.
I am trying to be hopeful about 2011, even though it’s against my nature. I found a quote to put me in the right frame of mind.
“We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called Opportunity and its first chapter is New Year’s Day.” —Edith Lovejoy Pierce
Wishing you all a happy and healthy 2011!
The worst day for a Nor’easter to descend? December 26. What are the chances that Boston’s first major snowstorm would hit the day I was supposed to fly back.
My flight was canceled a few hours before I was supposed to be at the airport. I got online to rebook the flight, and to my dismay, the flights for the next few days were either sold out or would cost $1,000. Next stop, Amtrak. All of the trains from Rochester to Albany were booked (first leg of trip to Boston). For some reason, I could book a ticket from Syracuse to Albany. Thankfully, my dad is able to drive me an hour and a half to the Syracuse train station. I will get on the train, and take the 10-HOUR RIDE to Boston (driving, it would take 5 hours). Years ago, I swore I would never take the train between Rochester and Boston again, but here I am. Desperate times.
It’s been nice to have a little extra time with the fam, but I am a touch desperate to be back in my little cave with my crazy cat. This city mouse misses the city…
Christmastime in Rochester by the numbers (as of December 23):
Number of cookies eaten: 42
Number of gifts bought and wrapped: 10
Number of Hallmark Christmas shows watched: 8
Number of trips to Wegmans: 5
Number of trips to the mall: 3
Number of hot stone massages: 1