On New Year's morning, we woke up to these bodies left over from the night before's revelry. So, we gathered everyone together for the delayed Thanksgiving Day football game

which came off with much less enthusiasm than the games when people have had some sleep the night before. Hopefully we can get back to the regular schedule next year.

Next, we went to the Dobbs-Allsop's New Year's Open House where Paul Dimaggio had a new camera as Adam ate and Suzanne discussed with Carol the issues involved in husband photography while I took not one not two not three but four tries to get the New Year's picture of the GittlePeople.

A few days later, Ben and I decided to say good bye to Suzanne and Pam and drive South stopping at the Club Diner where Ben enjoyed the jukebox while his bread (which I ate) and meatballs and my omelet and toast came before his ice cream came for him to eat for dessert and then we could record the fancy machine in the entryway and head to the bridge to Pennsylvania where we entered the aquarium complex where the penguins were being fed as this man told us their story and we noted the indoors as we passed the turtle and headed for the petting pool and then the displays

before catching up with the parrots and then going out for a view of the river and Philadelphia across the way. Ben looked through the binoculars and saw this as this gull kept us company.

In the front yard, we met this dinosaur whose egg would be climbable after we checked out the skeleton that let us climb in and out before Ben took a ride to the houses of the three little pigs where the story was told. After visiting the tea party and climbing in for a ride we stopped to see Goldilocks en route to the status of Walt Whitman for whom the bridge is named. Ben took these pictures of me at the blank houses and this extra one and then after seeing the balloon people and the ants we said good bye to the seals and headed home for the new year.