Post-Holiday Blues (Just a Touch)

Leaving New Jersey on Saturday for some reason choked me up more than usual.

I don't know why: I had a great week with the family.

But the time went by so quickly. I didn't get to spend time with everyone I'd hoped to. April's kids (especially Alexis) are growing up. And I know that I won't be back there for a long while.

Anyway, leaving made me kind of maudlin, Saturday.

But my spirits picked up as the plane turned to descend into SeaTac. And as the airport shuttle rounded Beacon Hill and the city skyline hove into view I was reminded of why this is where my life is happening, now.

And made a mental note to make more of that, in 2008.

Demasiado de una buen cosa

Hice demasiado coquito.

Seriously: anybody want some? I made enough for an army.