On New Years Day, Dee managed to find his way back from the Honda dealership on the Danforth, Mark braved the early morning vomit filled subway, and Jake cured me with toast. We tracked down Wilsy and went for a big, tasty lunch at a Greek place on the Danforth. I had chicken from the children’s menu.

In true Devine style we then headed up to Haliburton for another New Years with Jake’s parents. We got lost en route and didn’t arrive until late. Sir Sams was open, but it looked like it was most man-made snow. Even the Haliburton Highlands are snowless this Christmas.

We ate a turkey dinner, played Trivial Pursuit, and enjoyed the quiet of middle Ontario. The lake wasn’t frozen and I only packed pumps, so a lake walk did not ensue. We ate butter tarts instead.