Today was the first really cold day of winter; I’m certain that the thermometer went below 32 degrees. We are all huddled for warmth now in the TV room, watching Ninotchka together as a family.
This is good: a funny movie, my immediate family, and to top it off, Peter’s little chihuahua runs around, being incredibly silly. Next movie up: Grand Theft Parsons. The film wasn’t made in 1939 (the alleged best year ever in movie history), but it might provide a mommy-son bonding moment. You never know.