"Here's to a bright New Year, and a fond farewell to the old; here's to the things that are yet to come, and to the memories that we hold."

New Year’s Eve, Badger and I spent the whole evening watching our terrible TV series. 
I told her we’re watching until the season Reba McEntire shows up. 
Let me see an episode or two with her, and we may call it quits. 
I think Badger plans to finish the whole thing, though.

With two hours left until midnight, I’m trying to fight off sleep, even though the bed is calling my name.

There wasn’t much to write about today. 
It was warmer, but still windy.

We bundled up and walked down to the library so Badger could try out her new camera. 
Dang, that was a cold walk. 
She gave me two presents for Christmas: a lidded travel mug because she was tired of me letting my coffee go cold, and a hand muff made for hunters. 
That muff came in handy. 
I think it was the first winter walk where I came home with warm hands instead of icicles.

Other than that, we stayed inside.
Like I said, it was just another evening of watching TV. 
I’m ending here and wishing everyone a happy new year.