Happy New Year

I am afraid I am going to be incommunicado the next couple of days, I have a lot to do to get ready for the New Year. Happy New Year to you all, by the way. I hope you have a prosperous and fortune filled new year!

Before I leave you I have to share a letter my brother sent – I wasn’t sure he could even write, but once again he proves me wrong. He called me Winston – referring to the little kid that gets beaned in “Dodge Ball”, the kid that is always picked on and never chosen for the team. He sent me hot chocolate so I could warm up from the “terrible cold” – with mini-marshmallows. Some would take it as an insult, but I just laughed, and Winston laughed. Winston started drinking the six pack of Kiltlifters he was going to send his funny brother for St Patrick’s Day and laughed some more. Suddenly Winston didn’t feel so cold. Well, have to go check those ribs. I don’t grill in sub-zero weather because I am smart enough not to have to!!