We journeyed to Boston's Chinatown on Saturday morning for dim sum, and we fed a friendly dragon some new year's good luck money. I think Angela and Graham actually did the honors.
We also lost about five to ten percent of our hearing from listening to the accompanying mal-rhythmic bass-drum-and-cymbal parade at close quarters for about ten minutes as the dragon danced. We suppose though that's also good luck.
After that, I hung with Cousin Nick a little up in Boston. We looked at cameras and camcorders to support home art projects and memory capture.
We saw a decent band called Lady Magma at The Penalty Box on Saturday night. For any locals who plan to hit The Penalty Box soon, the juke box is broken, and judging from the selection of music in there, it's probably for the best.
On Sunday, we picked up our special order screen door from the Depot. We hope to get that installed in the next couple weeks.
We hosted our neighbor, Julie, for dinner on Sunday. We talked gardening, and we're all looking forward to tending to some good homegrown eats. From those garden beds we built, we're going vertical with trellises -- squashes, cuques, tomaters, the whole nine.
Also, a squirrel made a mockery of our cool owl "bird feeder". Look close! Ha ha ha!
PS
Forecast is for another 6 to 12 inches of snow Tuesday into Wednesday. Crazy. No matter what darn Punxatawney says, both Sue and I are hoping for an early spring. If we get twelve inches this week, we'd have had five feet of snow this winter. Happy Fat Underground Rodent Day.
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