On the way to church this morning, Julia told me in no uncertain terms that she liked NYC snow better than Madison snow because the NYC snow is warmer. I tried to explain that all snow is the same temperature (an assumption on my part) and that it was the air that was different. The upshot of that ill-fated remark is that Julia likes the air in NYC better than Wisconsin air. It is a blessing to know when to be quiet.
One of our ministers wished me a happy new year and also that 2010 be the worst year of my life. Good wish. A very good wish.