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Happy New Year!
Aaand, the posting of today’s blog is about three-ish hours late today. Nice start to 2012, yes?
The delay was well worth it (at least for me), because our darling friend Natalie came over to smooch Zuzu and play magnetic dolls with Nora. (She also chatted with us, but I’m fairly certain we’re no longer the main draws.)
So. Yes. A new year.
2011 was a pretty good time, overall. It started off on a rather sad note, but steadily increased in its sheer awesomesaucitude.
We did a fair bit of traveling. Fixed up the house some more. Wrote more than during all four years of college combined. And met Susannah, one of the nicest people I’ll ever have the pleasure of knowing.
But there’s still something exciting about beginning a new year- it’s like a clean slate, even though there’s very little that changes from December 31st to January 1st. But hey, there’s very little that changes each time I rearrange a room (except for the furniture), and that always has a bizarrely inspired effect on me.
We all need our rituals.
Our festivities this year were slightly more subdued than, say, ten years prior. (Thank God.) But the crowd was just as terrific; one really fun guy, two smallish chicks prone to dancing, and me. (Also prone to dancing.) Depending on who you were, sushi was consumed. Or a grilled cheese with pesto. Bacon-wrapped appetizers that didn’t even need to be removed from the baking sheet. (Yay, formality and politesse!) A potentially unwise amount of baked brie was consumed well into the morning hours. The growns split a bottle of champagne. The Sound Of Music was started. (That flick is loooong.) There was music, dancing, and multiple episodes of Clean House on Netflix.
It was kinda my favorite celebration ever.
And you know how they say to do on New Year’s Day what you’d like to do all year long? Apparently 2012 will include naps, movies, Skype calls with family, nonstop food, Wii Fit, and a brief interlude with Professor Layton on the DS. (I specifically put that one on the docket for the express purpose of getting to do it all year.)
This year will bring some pretty neat-o things. But I’ve gotta say, I’m already a ridiculously happy camper at this, the start to my new clean slate of a year.
I think back to my resolutions ten, fifteen years ago, and I’m stupidly pleased at the fulfillment of close to all of them. I have the two jobs I’ve wanted for my entire life. I’m married to P.J., whom at this very moment is picking up an order of beef broccoli, veggie rice, and an egg roll for me (the latter of which was not a resolution whilst in college- but which would’ve been, had I really been a planner), and he’s really indulgent in the whole “not earning a ton of money” thing while pursuing my two dream jobs.
So in light of the fact that, wish-wise, I’m doing pretty nicely, I’m only adding two new things to my resolutions:
-Patience. For Nora, for Suzy, for P.J., for all interactions with family and customer service and transit.
-And hydration. ‘Cause seriously.
Happiest of 2012, everyone.
Now please excuse me while I go patiently drink a glass of water.
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