Today is Richard’s 40th birthday. So, since I always get up early, I wrapped all his presents this morning and left them piled neatly where he would see them when he woke up, and then, fortified by two dark chocolate covered espresso beans, I climbed back into bed and knit for another hour or so until he finally got up.

I got him some Terry Pratchett books we didn’t yet have, and a 2008 Demotivator calendar, and a little kit to grow carnivorous plants, because I knew he’d find it amusing, and some other random books, but as I had expected, Richard has spent most of the day upstairs, playing with his new Tux Droid. Yet more nerd wife points for me. Heh.

We’ll be going out to dinner at a swanky restaurant in Old Sacramento, and if the timing works out right, we’ll hopefully catch part of the earlier fireworks display they’ll have over the river down there. But by the time it’s midnight, we’ll be back home, curled up in front of computers, or with knitting and cats, and we’ll toast in the New Year with some sparkling cider or some hot cocoa with marshmallows, depending on our mood. We might even turn on the television to watch the stupid ball drop in Times Square, because we’re just that kind of wild and crazy with the end-of-the-year celebrating. Heh. Or not.

Happy New Year and best wishes to one and all. 2007 was a pretty good year for us. Here’s hoping the new year brings more of the same.

Happy Holidailies!