A Boink a Day Keeps the Blogging Away

Yeah! So, about the "anonymity" of the last commenter - not so anonymous this time! (If you're wondering about the title of today's rant, er, I mean, blog, please see comment from the "Reserved" post below, accusing me of drifitng from blogjoy as as result of regular boinking. Hey! Who talks like that? Brits? Jeez.) Buuuuuut, after minimal cajoling, here you have it, first blog of the new year. Better late than never, I say! I just needed a little encouragement. Isn't that all we ever need? So, some brief catch-up (in photos) below. The last few months have seen some change (everywhere but my waistline, God forbid) some major joy, some new direction (in the form of a job search and some soul searching), friends with new babies, the giddy good news of a sister back in the states, reunions, happy holidays, love, and general apathy about the blog - oh, you knew that part, didn't you?

Holidays since the last blog:

Halloween (Cleopatra)

I mean really. Cross-eyed much? I missed being the pirate. I really did.

Thanksgiving (Switzerland. France. Oh. And Amsterdam. Need I say more?)

Where else can you find (or be as excited as I was about) a GIANT Monchichi? Are these still made? Trendy somewhere? The picture tells me that this was no mere hallucination, a childhood fantasy with which to torment a younger, monchichi-adoring sibling. No sir. This puppy was for real! I guess it isn't really a puppy, is it? Well, at any rate, real. As real as the banana peel on which Brian slipped shortly after this photo was taken. PLUS good times at Chez Stewart (our last time with her as a European resident) and in teh caves in the marvelous Bourgogne region. Amen!

Christmas (family in New York - Heaven)

Drinking, cooking ,eating, singing, churching, gifting, rejoicing, napping, pajama-ing, stickballing in pajama-ing, joking, howling. General merriment abounded at Brian's house for the holidays. What a brave soldier he was!

New Year's Day (Florida, golfing)

Hey, I didn't say the picture was of golfing. Maybe I did some other stuff there too! Just maybe...

Martin Luther King Jr. Day (home, chilling. It was amazing.)

(No photo, can you believe it?)

Trying to get back on the horse is really much harder than getting back on the horse. Ignoring these gloom and doom economists in the midst of a job search is, shall we say, not great for the healthy eating resolution. Still, I persevere (please insert martyr font here). Thankful for each new day. Wooo wee!!! Thank you A. for the encouragement - and the interest.