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Happy New Year to Me, pt. 2

Despite my downer of a New Year's Eve, I did have a happy New Year's Day yesterday.  For me, the day has always been spent watching the Rose Parade and college football bowl games. In recent years, I also usually work a big jigsaw puzzle.  So, in keeping with my tradition, I woke up and tuned in for the Parade.  I'm a sucker for parades, and I discovered that HGTV shows it live and commercial-free (they also have the cute Australian guy from "The Outdoor Room" as the host, and who wouldn't want to watch that?).  After the parade, I tuned into ESPN for several football games, all while at the same time working my latest puzzle.

Since it was the New Year, I thought I'd try actually eating my food, instead of sipping it through a straw.  This ended up working out pretty good, although I still need to take very small bites.  But it was exciting to not have to use my blender yesterday!

By mid-afternoon, I had the TV tuned to the Rose Bowl, and rooted for the BCS-buster TCU against Wisconsin.  TCU did not disappoint.  This is several years in a row now that a school form a non-Automatic Qualifying Conference has beaten an AQ opponent.  If that's not an argument against the BCS, I don't know what is.

Later in the evening, my pal Debbie called to check in, and then Inge, Angel, Janeen, and Julie all came over for a visit, for which I was most grateful.  After the low profile, it was great to be with friends. They even stayed for an hour, which considering my not being able to brush my teeth, just shows what true friends they are.  Happy New year to Me!

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