I wanted to mark this first day of the new year with some wisdoms. Oh, I had great plans for yesterday. I would study philosophy, get wise, and then share all that wise with you. You’d step into 2013 thankful to know me and smarter and significantly more equipped to handle relationships and finances and parenthood and life because of the powerful advice I advised. But there was some couch shopping, an afternoon of hectic wall-gazing, and a night topped off with champagne and cough drops. I dropped the ball before the ball dropped at midnight, passed out like a Flu-ed floozy somewhere around 9 o’clock, and woke up smooth-throated, head throbbing, and somehow dumber than yesterday’s self.
Instead, I’ll leave you with this:
May this be the year you
dance drool like no one’s watching,
accept your most jiggly bits,
and reach for the stars.
Happy New Year, y’all.
How did you spend New Year’s Eve?
*Back to regularly scheduled nonsense when this Korbel Menthol Eucalyptus buzz wears off.