Happy New Year, friends! I realized this afternoon while suffering from the hangover of the year (so glad I got it out of the way early) that I hadn’t celebrated NYE since 2008-2009. So really, my hangover today was making up for seven lost years. No big deal. F attended his first New Year’s Eve… Continue reading and so it begins.
I’d be telling one big, fat, hideous lie if I said that I’m sorry to see the end of this year. The last 12 months have been some of the most stressful, uncertain and – occasionally – downright miserable months of my life. By the time December hit, I was running on very little steam. I’m… Continue reading smell ya later, 2015