I originally had pretensions to grandeur regarding this blog post. My thinking being, "I will begin the year with an astonishingly witty and poignant post to set the tone for the year." Then reality set in, and I'm just going to stick with what I know.
Generally Mondays tend to be a little more introspective. (Maybe it's all the navel-gazing at the weekend.) Today's primary adventure will be the dismantling of Christmas. I love the decorations at Christmas for about a week. Usually, by the time Christmas actually arrives, I am so sick of the gewgaws and sparkles that I could choke on the tinsel. Once Punkinhead moves out, the tree will go up on December 23rd and come down on the 30th.
The big celebration this year was with good friends at a restaurant for a 5 course tasting. By the time we finished, it was too late to get home for the big moment, so we opted to stay. We kinda crashed the staff's celebration, but they were very nice about it. I'm hoping that the new year continues in the same vein: good food, great friends, laughter, joy.
And I hope for the same for all of you.
2 comments:
Anyone can do poignant and witty. You get that rare mash-up of bananas and sex.
I don't know about your house, but bananas and sex aren't so rare in the Punkinhouse.
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