Dreary

We went to toast at Buddy D's grave, we even had awesome Bears voodoo dolls made by Carol.

But despite some brief highs in the third quarter of the NFC Championship game, few things seemed to go in favor of the Saints. The loss has been pretty depressing to me, and I feel like the weather: cold, wet, and dreary. The FEMA trailer seems smaller now, and the upcoming year of gutting our house and rebuilding it seems like a much bigger task than it did a week ago.