January 5, 2013
The beginning of a new year is personally one of the hardest times for me. I find myself in mourning the first few weeks of January. Perhaps its all the family time, the Christmas tree, shopping for presents, both preparing and partaking in a table filled with food, sipping a warm drink and wearing matching flannel pajamas and hideous winter socks with my sisters, that I so terribly miss.
I usually find myself celebrating it when we're in the throes of February. So technically my new year only has eleven months in it and my yesteryear has thirteen (don't worry...you'll get that joke in about eight seconds and then you'll tilt your head and smile at me as if to say "Oh Annie"). Pathetic I know.
People of the world, I am not ashamed to confess:
"I'm Annie and I'm always late to celebrate the New Year".
Everywhere I look, every sign I read, every facebook status and photo on my profile seems to exuberantly welcome the New Year. And yet, here I am stuck in the season of changing leaves and billows of white snow, not quite ready to let go of it all.
It feels like The 2012 Express just came to a sudden stop and the station master switched bogies whilst I was asleep and quietly stuck my carriage to another train that's taken off into 2013 in full steam.
No I'm not ready for the New year. Not yet, at least. I'm like that famous groundhog...Phil something.
I came, I saw, I'm retreating to bed.
January 18 , 2013
I'm in my 'Annoyed at the New' year phase. In fact Cookie likens me to the Grinch that stole New Year. I have been told to not look directly into the eyes of children or bunnies; lest it sap the joy out of them.
January 23, 2013
Okay..so I'm somewhere between mourning-less and cautiously expectant. Like a child who is hiding behind the curtains but curiously peeking at the world through its soft, sheer fabric.
January 30, 2013
HELLO WORLD!
Happy New Year to you. I like the crisp, clear sound of a fresh year. Don't you?
Come now, humor me. I know you'd already been through this "Welcome the New year" song and dance routine but you know what they say. It's always better the second time round.
Hello world!
Thank you for waiting.
I am finally wide awake and ready to play, bake, hug, listen, hold, cherish, cuddle, enchant, strut and sway with you.
The beginning of a new year is personally one of the hardest times for me. I find myself in mourning the first few weeks of January. Perhaps its all the family time, the Christmas tree, shopping for presents, both preparing and partaking in a table filled with food, sipping a warm drink and wearing matching flannel pajamas and hideous winter socks with my sisters, that I so terribly miss.
I usually find myself celebrating it when we're in the throes of February. So technically my new year only has eleven months in it and my yesteryear has thirteen (don't worry...you'll get that joke in about eight seconds and then you'll tilt your head and smile at me as if to say "Oh Annie"). Pathetic I know.
People of the world, I am not ashamed to confess:
"I'm Annie and I'm always late to celebrate the New Year".
Everywhere I look, every sign I read, every facebook status and photo on my profile seems to exuberantly welcome the New Year. And yet, here I am stuck in the season of changing leaves and billows of white snow, not quite ready to let go of it all.
It feels like The 2012 Express just came to a sudden stop and the station master switched bogies whilst I was asleep and quietly stuck my carriage to another train that's taken off into 2013 in full steam.
No I'm not ready for the New year. Not yet, at least. I'm like that famous groundhog...Phil something.
I came, I saw, I'm retreating to bed.
January 18 , 2013
I'm in my 'Annoyed at the New' year phase. In fact Cookie likens me to the Grinch that stole New Year. I have been told to not look directly into the eyes of children or bunnies; lest it sap the joy out of them.
January 23, 2013
Okay..so I'm somewhere between mourning-less and cautiously expectant. Like a child who is hiding behind the curtains but curiously peeking at the world through its soft, sheer fabric.
January 30, 2013
HELLO WORLD!
Happy New Year to you. I like the crisp, clear sound of a fresh year. Don't you?
Come now, humor me. I know you'd already been through this "Welcome the New year" song and dance routine but you know what they say. It's always better the second time round.
Hello world!
Thank you for waiting.
I am finally wide awake and ready to play, bake, hug, listen, hold, cherish, cuddle, enchant, strut and sway with you.
