Ken told me his mom believed that whatever you were doing on New Year's Eve/ New Years Day would reflect how the new year would go. I kind of poo-pooed it at first, but then got to thinking of past New Years...maybe she had something there?

Our New Years was going to be uneventful, even kinda yucky. I was going to stay home alone while Ken was going to drive to Phoenix, sleep in the cold in his truck at the train depot to get his 0600 train in the morning. He didn't think it would be safe to drive at 2 or 3 am on New Years' cause of all the drunks which I agreed. Sooooo, rather than subject him to that, and beings it was New Years, we decided to go together, go out to a nice dinner, get a motel and make a night of it! MUCH BETTER!

As we were driving to Phoenix, the moon started to rise...not just any moon, but the Blue Moon, and it was HUGE! We watched it rise and get smaller and brighter...very pretty. The next morning we got up early to get Ken off on his train, and on my drive back to Prescott, I saw that gorgeous, large full moon again, but this time it was sinking into the horizon. Hmmmmm, now what could that possibly mean according to Ken's mom?