This is a very dear friend of mine, and to the best of my knowledge he’s not as creepy as this license photo. And even though in retaliation he could say that some mornings I look like a gorilla, if I was a police officer, I’d be doing some very serious profiling.
If someone had told me in January that 2010 was going to turn out the way it did, I probably would have burst out crying…in fact, I’m pretty sure someone (or several people) did try to tell me this, and I most definitely did burst out crying. So thank you to those people all those months ago. You were right. I was wrong. Admitting defeat is going to be one of my New Year’s resolutions.
There are so many adages and clichés I could use to sum up this past year – “We plan, God laughs;” “Everything happens for a reason;” “Roll with the punches;” and my least favorite of all time: “You can’t get to the rainbow without going through the rain.” Ugh. But it’s so true.
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Once again, Christmas has come and gone, and while I did get some pretty awesome presents, they weren’t as good as the time I got to spend with friends and family. So sappy, I know.
The 23rd brought lunch in NYC with a few of my favorite BC girls: Becca Madson, Kelly Luken and Mo Cooke. It was also Nana’s 83rd birthday, which we celebrated in style at Hurricane’s in Hartsdale. Cheers to Nana!
On Christmas Eve we went to Mass, and I have to say, I’m disappointed the Christmas pageant is no more. Little kids reenacting the nativity scene is probably the greatest/funniest thing ever. Usually someone stumbles, or Joseph’s robe is on backwards, or one of the angels is singing out of tune. Hilarious. Without it, the Christmas mass is kind of bland, but that’s probably really bad to say about Church, isn’t it?
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