Sad day in Boston as the entire North East goes into an unexpected bout of seasonal depression after yesterday's loss. I am not so excited to see what types of symptoms my clients bring to the table (I'm sure all new diagnosis will be S.A.D. this week). Football, or any pro sport for that matter, hasn't mattered to much to me since the early 90's and Joe Montana's Niners. So, let's remember sweeter days....
Sigh.
In other news... B and I went to the mountains of Vermont this weekend with some new friends. It was wonderful. He skied and I painted my nails while watching Goldie Hawn's Housesitter. The condo we stayed in was what they call 'ski in ski out' - - basically it was right off one of the runs and whenever the skiers were tired or hungry they would just hop in for some light snacking or warmth. It wasn't Tahoe, but Okemo wasn't half bad. The best part was reliving some of my earliest ski memories vicariously through the little SKIwee's (as they are called).
So cute with their little helmets.
May the Pats' season rest in peace,
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