After a awful hellish day at work including processing a chemo order, I finally left work at 11:05pm and made it home by 11:40pm.  We had enough time to gather a pot and spoon and a bottle of bubbly and scoot outside.  At midnight I banged the pot loudly (Brian gave me a pained look due to the noise) and Brian opened the champagne.  Sadly, the cork did not shoot out as far as Brian had hoped, but we still shared a glass and toasted to the new year.  We even had a few fireworks of our own on one of the near-by mountains.

Here's to a better 2008, and peace and joy to continually fill our lives.

D