Oh and I should say that the year can pack in enough fun and geekery to totally make up for it.

Hmm. I turn 42 in 10 days, and...I don't want anything else crappy to happen between now and then.

I hope 42 is a good year for you, Cass and Teppy. I'm sure it was a good year for other people. But I gotta say, mine was a pretty horrible year.

Cass, buy yourself a towel. You deserve a really, really nice one. Bathsheet. Fluffy.

(My favorite towel is the one I got for my friend's 42nd birthday, which was unfortunately a year and a half after he died. But I got him a really nice one. I figured he'd have appreciated it, as I've never met a bigger Douglas Adams fan than he was, and that he would never begrudge me his spirit towel.)

Which reminds me, I STILL need to get myself a second memorial towel for someone who died at almost 42.

Towels have become very meaningful to me.

I'll chime in as a counter example to say that 42 wasn't bad for me. In fact, compared to previous years, it was pretty good, all told. And 43 is starting out fantastic. And I think I even had friends drag me out on my birthday, and I had fun and stuff.

But 42 was definitely the year I finally dragged myself out of the mire of suck that I've been through recently.

42 was an awesome year for me to get married! I highly recommend that for you, Teppy!

I am thinking that the year can be better than the start. And I have us. We're pretty awesome and geeky.

Towels have become very meaningful to me.

Plus, towels.

There are days that the most well-meaning people who understand me the least ask how I am and the answer in my brain is that I know where my towel is. Because the rest has gone to hell. But I know that much.

I have Bert brows because I realized that if I am busy from tomorrow morning and my brows needed to be tinted and tweezed (okay, waxed but I missed that window), I ought to get on that. Hopefully my skin will release the dye overnight. It usually does. I slathered on the squelchy moisturizer. I need to tweeze a lot in the next few days.

Speaking of squelchy moisturizer, I've found something I love more than the Weleda Skin Food! With bees!

I need to figure out how to tweeze my brows because clearly I'll never arse myself to go have someone else tweeze them. They'd be a fright if they weren't naturally an acceptable shape, but they look so much nicer when they are all cleaned up.

Ohh, Cass, you are reminding me, I should touch up my hair. I'm pretty sure that people who aren't me can see the greys by now. Boy I got a lot of grey these days. Not enough to be all grey, just enough to look like my hair has faded. feh.