It’s not even 9pm on New Year’s Eve of a new decade and I’m comfortably lounging in my jammies, a hot toddy in one hand and the remote in the other. Hubby is working The Power & Light NYE Party (KC’s restaurant/bar district)
Hailey is in Chicago getting ready for their big night out, Parker is downstairs with friends getting ready to leave the house so it’s me, the bald kid-who would rather watch King Julian than hang with me, and the dogs-who are happy to be sitting basically on my lap.
2019 was a crazy year.....
I beat breast cancer. Again.
Hailey graduated from college
Parker is still at home and deciding (and changing his mind weekly) what he wants to do when he grows up.
Ethan started growing hair. Ok it’s really just a patch. And it’s dark. And it’s hideous and probably gonna get shaved off soon. But hey, maybe he won’t be ‘the bald kid’ forever.
Brian was diagnosed with diabetes. Which he’s handling quite well.
We met Brian’s new extended family at the family reunion and were welcomed with open arms and are already looking forward to the next one.
I went fishing in the ocean again. And loved it.
I got to visit a city on my bucket list and eat beignets, buy a voo-doo doll, drink a hurricane at Pat O’s and walk down Bourbon Street in the heart of NOLA.
I binged a lot of Netflix and Prime.
I read fewer books than I wanted to.
I made some new friends and spent time with my old faves.
We gained a dog, and we lost one.
Some days I smiled and laughed so much my face hurt and other days I cried so much I thought I would run out of tears.
Funny, you don’t.
We lived and we loved and we learned.
And that’s all from just one year-there’s not enough time to recap the decade-just know I started it in my late 30’s and thought I knew it all-only to be quickly educated and now in my late 40’s can admit I will never know it all!
Time is precious and short and though parts of 2019 were challenging at best and downright shitty at the worst, I wouldn’t trade who I did this last year with.
I can only hope 2020 is a little less ‘extra’. But being that we are who we are, that’s highly unlikely.
So it is what it is, and we welcome it with open arms.
And a few shots.
Happy New Year!
May your 2020 be all that you want it to be-and all that you make of it.
Cause I’m making it my bitch, so drop that ball and get this New Decade going-I’ve got stuff to accomplish!
