Seasonal Awesome Disorder

You can't do it all.  At least I went in the ob tube, if only for a few minutes.  That porthole to another world was stuck in the ice for weeks, but I only happened to luck into going down when some other people already had the key.  It was pretty neat to see divers in the water, though, fins undulating in the dim, silent world of jellyfish and ice crystals.



(Hi mom and dad -- here's my face, I'm still alive and well.)

Our access to the ice shelf also wrapped up a couple weeks ago -- significant melt pools are visible near the coastline, and the ice is slushy, weak, just plain unsafe.  The cross-country skis in my corner by the closet stare reproachfully every time I enter my room.  I know it's been awhile, gals, but there's just so much fun music.  Oh, and Christmas.

All I can say about Christmas is this town likes to party.  Varying combinations of booze-music-food-presents carried us from Friday afternoon straight through Sunday evening.  There was Uno and shots; there was Pink Floyd and lobster tail; there was a scarf and chocolate.  It snowed late Friday night, which was our Christmas Eve, and I knew I better go walk in it even though it was 1am.  When I woke up the next morning, it was all gone.

P.S. - We are starting to fill shipping containers with cargo in anticipation of the yearly supply ship arriving in a couple weeks.  What does this exciting new development hold for me?  Aaaaaaand it's...more data entry.