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Monday, 03 January, 2005

Old year - Out. New year - In. OK, We've taken care of that.

Had a pretty quiet New Year's Eve. We had a lovely lobster dinner and watched DVDs until around 11:35. Then we drove over to the condo and went out on the end of the pier to watch the fireworks - and quite a spectacular show it was, too. My favorites were the strands of green fireworks that floated down on tiny parachutes. Very cool. The show went on for twenty minutes and we were back home by 12:30. We tested the new jacuzzi and finished our champagne and then went to bed.


The beginning of the new year was spent doing cleaning, organizing and fixing. Actually, the whole weekend was spent that way. I put up the (black) mini blinds in Katie's room, waterproofed a built-in planter outside the master bedroom, cleaned the powder room, washed windows and did some laundry. I do LOVE the laundry chute from the master closet into the laundry room. If only I could get the clean clothes back upstairs as easily.

The dishwasher still isn't working right. We took it apart - I thought we had found the blockage, but apparently not, as it still doesn't drain. Cyrus thinks he knows what's wrong, so we'll have him take a shot. We also had some minor leaking from the master shower into the powder room. It seems that there was a crack in the grout along the edge, so we bought some caulk and seled it up - No problems this morning.

And - the fish are home. In the living room, to be precise. We went over and transported the koi and the 35 gallon pond shell and set it up in the living room. Suki, of course, is fascinated.

[The eternal optimist.]

Quote du jour:

"Fishing is a delusion entirely surrounded by liars in old clothes."

-- Don Marquis (1878 - 1937) US journalist, poet, dramatist, humorist

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