Ring Out The Old .....

Here's yet another year falling by the wayside--I mean, c'mon, Two-Thousand-Thirteen--and yet I haven't aged a bit.
How.Do.I.Manage? You ask.
Well, I act like a child and folks think I'm eons younger. 
I'm fascinated by shiny things.

I love finding something new, like Ozzo, on a walk through the park yesterday, coming upon his first ducks. I imagine him saying to himself, because he only knows felines and canines, How do cats swim like that?

I have someone in my life who makes me laugh and makes me cry and makes me mad and makes me sing--and then begs me to stop. Twelve-plus years ago I took a giant leap, flying cross-country to meet a stranger, the perfect stranger, and it's one of those rare choices that has never been questioned.

I found a couch I love and now I must find a way to make Carlos love it, too.

I wake up with songs, full on songs, blaring in my head every morning. 

I laugh. A lot. And, at times, inappropriately. I have a tendency to say exactly what comes into my mind no matter who's around. I guess that might go back to that whole "childishness" thing I mentioned earlier.

I can get lost in a good book, and really love staying there.

I live in a beautiful place, full of some of the kindest people, and best friends, I've ever met.

And these guys, and that gal.....and a little something called unconditional love. We could learn a lot about that from our four-legged friends.

And family. The logical family we create from friends we've found along the way that will always be a part of our lives, and the biological family into which we are born, and raised and loved and nurtured and accepted.

So, keeping all this in mind, what do I expect the New Year to have in store for me?
Hopefully, more of the same.
Happy New Year, y'all.