I took down my Christmas lights today. After all, today is the end of the holiday season. There sure is a lot of ice under the snow. I had to take the sledgehammer and break it up in order to get some of my cords picked up and put away. All done until next year (or the end of this year now I guess).

Mmmmm, pickled herring. I love the stuff. Dad got me started on that tradition for New Year's Eve when I was a kid. He always had to have grasshoppers too, but since I don't drink anymore I pass on those. He ate oysters on Christmas Eve, but I can't stand those. Yuck! None for me.