Happy New Year!

Mr. B and Roz bringing me black-eyed peas.

It has been a quiet day at the Pettit house in Houston. How we wish we were in Santa Fe, but that wasn't to be this year.

This isn't how I planned to spend New Year's Day … in bed. My shingles are more painful this time than the first time around. I need to find a comfy spot on either my left or right side. Those spots don't last long before I'm flipping.

Today I'm creating a day of rest. Mr. B worked several hours and then came home to make us black-eyed peas. I'm ready for a new day. A new year of better health.