Despite all the hardship created by the snow this year, there can be no argument that it makes for a wonderful white Christmas. It was almost midnight when I took this photo of the view we have from our front door.

Question: How do you keep from losing your boyfriend in the crowd? Answer: You put a label on him. This is a very pragmatic solution that never occurred to me while I was growing up. Excuse me, I feel the sudden urge to label my wife in case she inadvertantly strolls beneath some mistletoe at a holiday party.

While driving to work, I passed a tractor trailer covered in snow and ice and I thought to myself what would happen if a large chunk came flying off and hit my car. A second later, a man-hole size peice of solid ice crashed into my windshield. The impact was massive and I am still amazed that the glass did not shatter. For the rest of the day, I wondered how close I had come to death. What if I was driving 3mph faster? What if the chunk of ice had hit at a less oblique angle? What if I had swerved off the highway to avoid it? The fact that I had anticipated the possiblity left me wondering as well. At the end of the day, I am reminded to take nothing for granted, to live each day fully, and to love those close to me.
This was the first big snow for Nala. She went crazy. I believe she confused herself with a submarine, burrowing deep into the soft powder. If it was not so entertaining to watch I would have liked to strangle her for messing up my perfect snow blown driveway contours. I should also report that she has learned how to open the front door. She can now let herself in or out of the house. Her ability to close the door behind her (she can’t) is only slightly worse than the children and I am anticipating an enormous gas bill this winter.

Today we were hit with 12 inches of snow. It began to fall at around 1PM and did not stop until midnight. Because so many people let work early, the plows got stuck in traffic and the roads were really quite bad. I was lucky on my back road commute and it only took me an hour to get home. Some of my co-workers reported spending 5 hours on the road.

This evening, my soccer team had its end of the season banquet. The evening begins with great formality at Serafina’s and ends in drunken debauchery at Erik’s house. Tradition demands that coat and tie are worn until the first toast has been made to the Queen of England. Rob, our keeper and team manger, announced my decision to join the over 50 club next season and went on to honor me with some very kind words and stories about my four years with the club. Many others chimed in. Not since my decision to leave Truevision have I ever felt so appreciated by a group of friends.

On the work front I was offsite giving a presentation to our premiere broadcast customers from around the world. Over the past year my team has made huge strides in addressing some quality problems we were having in the field. Although our latest software is extremely robust, I got my chestnuts roasted for the pain we had caused during the interim. Despite the grilling, I am proud of the work my team has done and of the product we are now delivering.

Today is International Disability Day and Nicolai and Jeanine are in Tanzania attending the ceremony for distribution of the wheelchairs that Nico raised funds for by climbing Kilimanjaro. Nico’s message as he addressed the crowd of one thousand was that “one person can make a difference.” Nicolai presented the first ten wheelchairs on stage and pushed the recipients back to their seats. As dignitaries continued to address the crowd, Nicolai went behind stage to help present the remaining 90 wheelchairs. He told his mother that the feelings he experienced seeing people receive their wheelchairs was better than the feeling he had when he reached the summit of Mount Kilimanjaro. The remaining 1500 plus wheelchairs will be distributed at similar ceremonies around the country over the coming months.
