Happy New Year.

I was going to tell you 12 super weird things about myself, but that can wait.

I got a new job. It’s what they call a contractor job for a boys’ sober home. I’ve never been a contractor. And now I want to say something stupid about a hammer.

I will be cutting their food budget in half (at least), shopping for groceries, teaching the boys and staff to coupon to save money, teaching parenting  classes on how to help their young ones not spend their inheritance on mac and cheese or drugs, meeting with presidents and managers of locally owned grocery stores (which gives me a serious buzz) and stocking shelves for their youth day camps. And from the looks of things, I may volunteer to organize their kitchen. Or I may insist.

In other words, I think I’m starting a business. A consulting business on how coupons can change not only an individual’s life, but how they can transform a group home and its individuals. Welcome to dorkville.

Also, my husband got me a website for Christmas. Because he’s practically Jesus.

By the way, my Christmas break was fantastic, thanks for asking. We got the kids what they needed, and decided it was mostly experiences, since not much else will fit in our home. My favorite was Max’s Harlem Globetrotter tickets. Which happens to be on his birthday. Exactly on that day. Which means I may have killed a couple of birds. Except I only save birds.

You’re just mad you didn’t think of it.

One more thing.

A few weeks ago I lost a pretty nice retractable leash in the 90 foot snow. It happens. The snow has finally melted, till tomorrow. I found it today. Which meant I rejoiced greatly in a field.

I also found a really nice pair of Birkenstock sandals, an iPod with headphones attached, a pair of cruddy girl sandals, a sweatshirt, a pair of toddler ear muffs (I tried them on) and a chair.

The iPod didn’t work.