happy new(-ish) year

(a rather short post filled with month-old photos…)


late December at the beach is awesome…


sometimes, it’s even warm enough to get in the water (if you are a wild-and-crazy-almost-8-year-old, that is)


…or a wild-and-crazy-almost-6-month-old puppy


or even, I suppose, a wild-and-crazy 5 year old…


Once when I was at the beach with some of my oldest friends, I found a stuffed possum. It was the most hilarious thing I’d seen in ages, so of course, I had to get it for Jack. Jack promptly named him Josh and hung him from his bunkbed. Thus began his obsession with stuffed possums (which, by the way, are rather hard to find).

When we visited the Nature Center during our last trip to the beach, Jack was thrilled to see they were rehabilitating a baby possum. Obviously, it was the closest we’d ever gotten to a real, live possum. We can now confirm that Josh (and Wanda and Sissy) are much more cuddly.


Behold my bright pink nose and utterly freaky claws (and transparent ears)!


I’ve got my eye on you, boy-human. I could lash you with my hairless, ropy tail in no time.

Kirbs could not get enough of the beach.


New Year’s Eve with Tucker

And so 2013 came to a close…28 days ago. My New Year’s resolutions? Total fail. Twenty-seven days into the new year, and I’m still the same as I was on December 31. 

But hey, at least I don’t have creepy possum talons or see-through ears. 


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