Punxsutawney and Me

Whoa. Haven't posted a blog since forEVER. Wussup wit dat? Since Winter set in we joined Punxsautawney Phil under the ice ("they" said he was there, under the ice, didn't see his shadow this year, and figured that meant an early Spring ... huh?) and guess we're just not quite ready to poke our heads up yet. But we're tappin' on the underside of the ice, and will be coming out again soon...

That's not to say that we haven't done some lovely things this Winter, like our yearly ski trip to Park City, (thanks to the graciousness and generosity of dear friends) where we ate and drank and poked good fun at each other and didn't ski, but called it a ski trip anyway. Or my solo flight to Seattle to officiate the marriage of other dear friends (yes I'm an internet-ordained minister and, yes, it's really legal).

But mostly, we've just been here, holed up in our thankfully warm little house (baby, it's cold outside!), bangin' away at our keyboards (Ted at his graphics tablet), working away to stay afloat in these "interesting" times. I'm inspired and heartened by folks we know who have lost their jobs, or their businesses or homes, but who haven't lost self-esteem, or resourcefulness, or courage - who "keep da faith", take a deep breath and continue to move forward.

Punxsautawney Phil says that Spring is just around the corner, so we'll stay snug for now and look forward to the ice melting and to new life and new opportunities sprouting all around us.