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Happy 2009!

Today we took down our past-its-prime Christmas tree. I normally like to keep it up the weekend after New Year's Day, but it was looking pretty pathetic, and it was my last weekday off, so I figured I might as well get it done. Besides, with live Christmas trees (at least in our house), we will be discovering needles probably through the middle of February, so the season will keep going!

I did manage to stay up until midnight for NY's Eve this year, and it felt good and bad. I am trying to be hopeful for this year, and I am somewhat, but the pessimist in me thinks things will probably get worse before they get better. Penn State started off the year in the wrong way, but what can you do. Hopefully the Steelers will do better, but I am not so sure there either. Mostly I am just glad the Steelers end up in the playoffs more often that not. Like most of Steeler Nation, I expect it. I also ended up coming in third for fantasy football, but you can't win the Super Bowl every year (I did last year).

I wish I had something fascinating to say. Something deep. Something other than the nothing I have to write. Well, I could write about the drink tax, the bailout(s), why Verizon irritated me, and things of that nature, but I will refrain for now. I promised Jordan, who has been sitting here for the past 10 minutes, I would tickle her, so my time to write is up.

Here is wishing you the best in 2009. Let's hope it is a good one. I will try to do my part.
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