To you and yours...

Go easy on the sparkling cider, folks.

We may be spending the night elsewhere if the darned power doesn't come back. Rose just called to tell me that the wind must've knocked things loose at home. That's what blankets (and whiskey) are for, right?

Guess we won't need to refrigerate that cider. A happy and healthy new year to all.

Your friends,
Chachi Milk