I have no problem with the name change.

None.

Chad Trouble

In fish years, I think Chad must be a teenager right now.

He's moody.  And refusing to chat with us.

It's like he thinks we're un-cool.

It's weird.

That's him.  The red blob to the right of the plastic sea plant.  

He's literally burrowed his head underneath the rocks and refuses to come out.

And we even brought him back some nice sea glass from the Dominican Republic.

I don't get it.

Happy New Year!

We're home from the sun and sand.

A first for us - we celebrated the new year on a plane!
We had a live Direct TV feed of the Times Square celebration
and at midnight East Coast time our plane watched
the ball drop and shared in a champagne toast.

It wasn't wild and crazy, but special and sweet just the same.

We made our connection in New York last night...
nothing like a snow covered landing to remind us we're back...and so is Winter.