I’ve come to a conclusion on the cellphone issue: I’m going to buy the most expensive phone I can find, download expensive ringtones and MP3s, blast the music, and randomly make some guy in a bakery listen to the latest Keith Urban song. Because I so desperately want to be cool like in the ads on TV.

Moving on: Happy New Years Eve. I’m officially in for the remainder. Not a bad thing. I went to a friend’s wedding reception this afternoon and by the time I left a light sleet had turned into snow. We’ve got a couple inches now.