I am at home and its snowing. It is snowing buckets. I think I will be ice skating in the center of Syracuse tonight with a bunch of drunk farmer boys and Ukranians but I am glad to be home. I wish you all were here and .....

I am moving into my new place on January 15th. It is my friend's old place -- she is moving to Los Angeles for seven months or so. Its over her grandmother's house so I don't have to worry about wayward eyes or beach invitations.

Liz: Where have you gone to?
Let's all post bits here for Christmas. I'll put strange family pictures here, I promise.

Love to my girls.