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'Heart Of Gold'


Goodbye and Good Riddance 2011: Maybe the even years are better  

Every year we watch the Charlie Brown special, do the Snoopy dance, wish everybody a Merry Christmukkah, and thank our Secret Santas in the good riddance thread. Which is this one, in case you were wondering. 2011? Room for improvement. Srsly.


Lee - Dec 31, 2011 6:48:34 pm PST #305 of 408
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

2011.

Well, it was a year, to be sure, and not exactly uneventful, between the cancer, and Perkins the cat, and the house, and other stuff. I'm glad it's over, but at the same time, I have to believe it is ending on a positive note, and putting me in a good position to have a better 2012.

It's certainly ending on a nice note too, watching Community with -t, with Perkins the Cat curled up next to me, months after he was supposed to be gone.


sumi - Dec 31, 2011 7:06:46 pm PST #306 of 408
Art Crawl!!!

Happy New Year, Eastern Time Zone!


Jessica - Dec 31, 2011 7:43:07 pm PST #307 of 408
If I want to become a cloud of bats, does each bat need a separate vaccination?

Happy New Year!!!!

This time last year, I was 40 weeks pregnant. In 4 days, I'll have a 1 year-old. So that's this year in a nutshell.


Jesse - Dec 31, 2011 8:24:25 pm PST #308 of 408
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Happy new year, y'all!


Calli - Jan 01, 2012 3:28:10 am PST #309 of 408
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

2011 was pretty good. Work started to move in the direction I wanted. I went to France with the local fangirl contingent (Dr Who and baguettes ftw!). My remaining family stayed reasonably healthy and I was pretty much done with the executrix work for Dad.

On the downside, I learned that I had an inner ear condition that put an end to my flying lessons--lessons I loved to distraction. So summer 2010-summer 2011 ended up being my year of flight, rather than the start of a longer hobby. Now I'm in the market for a new love. I'm not sure what 2012 will be the year of, but I'm looking forward to finding out.


DCJensen - Jan 01, 2012 4:18:03 am PST #310 of 408
All is well that ends in pizza.

Goodbye 2011. Let the screen door pummel you.


Anne W. - Jan 01, 2012 4:21:31 am PST #311 of 408
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.

Calli, if I didn't say so before, I am so sorry about the flying lessons. I'll echo your wish that 2012 brings you something new and fabulous to love.


Calli - Jan 01, 2012 5:02:07 am PST #312 of 408
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

Thank you, Anne.


Jesse - Jan 01, 2012 5:03:13 am PST #313 of 408
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Yeah, I don't think I knew about that -- so sorry.


amyth - Jan 01, 2012 5:55:44 am PST #314 of 408
And none of us deserving the cruelty or the grace -- Leonard Cohen

I was going to do my 2011 wrap-up post, which has lots of bad, some good and a very eventful past week, which I talked about in Natter, but I'll do that later, because as I was walking out of my apt. last night to go to my neighbor's NYE party, my secret santa package was sitting on my doorstep! So I brought it to the party and opened it there.

The whole package is wonderful, but I'll save the very best for last. First , there's a lovely reusable shopping bag from the Trio Animal Foundation, which has a beautiful logo with a dog on it. Next is a Christmas ornament that looks kind of like an abstract Earth (so pretty!). Next is a jar of rooftop honey (SO. AWESOME!)

But the kicker was the picture at the bottom of the package. I actually exclaimed, "OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD!" at the party when I opened it, and started crying a little bit. It's a custom watercolor/marker drawing of Lulu [link] (Links to Facebook, but I think everyone should be able to see that.)

Everyone at the party agreed that it was the best Christmas gift ever. At any time, but especially after this week, with all of my memories of Lulu flooding back when I was fostering the other poodle. I just don't know what to say other than thank you so, so much. Someone at the party did ask, "Who are these people you're doing secret santa with, that they would get you such a perfect gift?" So I explained the Buffistas a bit.

The package just said it was from "Santa," but it only took a little investigation to figure out that my secret santa is brenda. Brenda, I can't thank you enough. This really is one of the best gifts I've ever gotten.