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looking back part 1

Well I made it folks, hell you made it, yer here probably, maybe ya know I dont know.  Who reads this blog anyways? 

It's Saturday, January 8th 2005.  One week down, many to go.  I've been busy.  Work is well underway into the new year and I've been travelin all over the place as a result of that.  I started out the first part of the week in Cincinatti OH helping out and testing out a new camera rig for a research project involving medical proceedures.  If ya asked me about it last saturday I would told you - Yes I've done it, I've reinvented the camcorder!  Oh wait that exists already... hmmm.  Course well lets go back even further.... 

Xmas was nice, New Years Eve rocked!  My brother Chris had me and Mary and a host of others come over and join him and his wife and family for new years eve festivites.  His wife's folks have cabin across from thier house in Sunbary.  The party was there and the hope for me and Mary was to stay at the cabin over nite.  We've been all bed and breakfast'y lately.  Little get aways are good for the soul ya know.  Not to mention we really like the idea of a fireplace in the bedroom, to ummm zest it up. 

Chris and Sharon make this traditional cubed steak bits and horsradish dinner, it was awesome.  Jen, a gal from work, topped it off with sushi even.  It was feast of sushi, steak and salad.  Damn tasty.  The cabin is awesome, small but so hilariously outdoors'y campy like.  Giant buffalo head above the fireplace, red shag carpet in the bed room, a mini white fluffy bear rug, a stuff coyote on the wall with a stuffed squirel in its mouth, a stuffed bear, like full size medium bear in the corner to stare at you as you watch tv.  BTW, since we had kids at the party, SpongeBob donimated the TV like a drug to retain order amongst the childern.  The main living room was a loft space, you could see the wooden beams above you, with more stuffed critters, a bird here and there.  Upstairs in the open area bedroom there was stuffed racoon complete with lifelike water setting, it was pretty big about 5 feet across in the corner of the room.  The whole cabin screamed fun.  I'd love to stay there again.  Sharons father a surgeon who often travels abroad to distant countries to go to tribes and give people speciality aid, once got a buffalo head as thanks for his services.  It started there.  He started get all kinds of animal heads and hand crafted goods from the people he visited and gave help to. 

So the cabin rocked, the food rocked, the wine was flowing, all was good.  New Years occured and we missed the ball drop, ahh well, its a party ya know.  Folks drifted off to go home and eventually Mary I cuddled up by the fireplace, feet on the mini bear rug, turned off all the lights and watched the fire.  Thats a nice evening.  Eventually we got a little tired and went upstairs to sleep.. and then a scream!  Mary quickly noticed... ummm we had a guest upstairs.. actually in the whole cabin space.  A Bat.  Heh... I guess I missed the conversation earlier in the evening when folks were staring up at something in the rafters.  I figured it was a discussion about the stuffed birds, but in fact, it was about this bat that got into the cabin somehow. It freaked us out a bit.  But with all the wine and all, ahh well, good nite bat.  It is kinda freaky to be in bed and catching a glimpse of a bat flying around your room.  LOL  I think its a good omen for the new year really.