The new year always looks like this in my little corner of the world.
So we said goodbye to the double ohs. Speaking strictly for myself, I am glad to see the backside of the decade. In fact, I think I mentally gave 2009 a kick in the pants on its way out.
The era of Bush, the time America lost its mind and its soul.
2009, the year I got old. A natural result of idealism lost.
As we dip our toe into the promise of a new decade, a new start, we can hope. I am grabbing hope by the collar and dragging it back into the room for one more go-around. I may have become old last year, but I'm not down for the count. Not yet.
In the meantime I will bundle up and deal with the new year present Canada has sent us; sub-zero temperatures. 'Cause you know, baby it's cold outside.
Happy New Year gentle people. I know you can't tell, but I'm not frowning. That's the first step toward smiling!