As a true narcissist, the new year doesn't really start on Jan. 1st... it starts on my Birthday. Which, luckily, is in the traditional calendar's first month anyway. Convenient.
This year we received many great gifts for my birthday:
Gift #1 given to me lovingly by Mother Nature:
Blue skies with a heat wave. It was in the 50s, climbing nearly 20 degrees overnight just for me.
Gift #2 given to me by Uncle Sam along with the voters (mostly the non-voters) of Massachusetts:
a Scott Brown victory.
With those two gifts, I give you a gift- a collection of blurbs that capture my thoughts, feelings, and prognosis of the year 2009 that we just put behind us.
(In no particular order)
Poop 2009: Foreshadowing
I should have known on January 1st 2009 what the year would hold. An impromptu trip to NYC last year really ended up being a preemptive strike. On a whim that day, we decided that city needed us.
Whilst walking around the crowded car-lined streets, we spotted it. This:
As you can see, someone had scrolled "Poop 2009" in the dirty windshield of the unsuspecting car. It was true. And now its over!
Still undecided whose fall from grace was harder last year: mine or his. I am in recovery, just like the economy... jury is still out on him. And if Virginia, New Jersey and Mass are any indication, well, dot dot dot.
Exploring Middle Earth
I've never seen Lord of the Rings (tried once the summer of 2002 and fell asleep), but I have seen inside caves of Ireland & lava tubes of Hawaii and they were the two coolest spots ever. Ever.
Dead (Wo)Man Walking
Many famous celebrities passed on during 2009. Most notably, it is who didn't die this year that is most shocking to me: Lindsay Lohan. How is she still alive?!
Thanksgiving Fun Run & Callestentic Session
It should come as no surprise that I am not one who would choose exercise as a favorite moment of the year. However, after feasting on our Southern Traditions Thanksgiving meal, we were in dire need of moment. We took to the streets for an impromptu fun-run. It was simple; we would walk off, run off, power waddle, jump our jacks, and skip our way around the streets in our hood in order to feel like we were not going to die after over stuffing ourselves. It worked. Stay tuned for an even more exciting fun run right around the corner (see what i did there? around the corner, get it?).
What is there to look forward to this year: Marriage. Come on, if for nothing else, the guilt-free sex.