Mamacita says: Happy New Year to the Blogospheric Universe! (I’m the one on the right, by the way) (As in, “Yeah, right!” that is.) Actually, that second arm from the left might be mine. Is there Diet Coke in her glass? Yup, that’s me!
I hope everyone’s holiday season was wonderful, wherever you are and wherever you went and whatever you did and whoever you are. If you don’t recognize any holiday season, I hope you were happy anyway, in spite of all these damn cheerful people wishing you well all the time. Bah. The nerve.
We didn’t do anything big this season, but we did a lot of little things in a big way. This has been a lovely holiday season, in fact, even though we experienced no big deals. We did nothing extravagant or large, but we gathered with family and friends and we’re still gathering (Mom is having all of her kids and their families over tomorrow, and I’m looking forward to that!) and most of our best memories are made up of little things, which are, of course, really big things in disguise.
There was only one negative thing that happened, in fact, this entire holiday season, and I won’t go into it on here because it’s still a bit too raw. Everything else was postive, though, and glowing and twinkling and sparkling and shining and happy and laughing and just simply, well, good.
I spent New Year’s Eve taking down my Christmas tree. This has never happened before, and I hope it never happens again, but at least I’ve got it done and I don’t have to worry about it later. (Happy New Year, Janice, and I hope everything is better at your house now!)
It always takes me a few weeks to get used to NOT having my Christmas tree sparkling at me through the window as I go down the driveway towards the garage. I love that; seeing the glowing tree from outside, like strangers would see it, and thinking things like “Inside that house live people who love Christmas.”
Because inside this house, we do.
Happy New Year, Blogosphere.