Despite the fact that Mariah sounded terrible and Dick Clark barely made it thru last night's telecast (his frailty made me burst into tears), I can happily say I have never been so glad to see a year pass by. I woke up today--despite my beloved Christmas tree coming down early--and felt WONDERFUL. Is this what hope feels like? I hope SO.
It was a good holiday season, period. I threw myself into cookies, shows, cartoons, giftwrap, decorating, even shopping--something I have always hated--with gusto, and I feel great. None of the stress (not even the MTA strike) ruined my spirits. And last night was the deal of the season--a quick trip to the local drugstore for Entenmann's cake netted me the 2005 Bob Mackie Barbie that is oh so hard to find at the unbelievable price of....
$16.29.
It was LESS than half off. It was 70% off, since the thing was roughly $50, not counting tax. I grabbed it, threw it on my Visa and waltzed out of the store joyously with my Daily News, Devil's Fudge Marshmallow cake, and my doll in a big, fat plastic bag. Gloating is fun, kiddies. Particularly after you wait so long for something.
Thanks to all who kept me laughing, thinking, giggling madly in 2005--I appreciate your emails, cartoons, songs, phone calls and general encouragement. I think I learned that while I may be disappointed in the majority of people, I'm not bitter. I may sound it, but I'm not. I've got too much of a work ethic to throw in the towel completely. The bastards won't break me.
You know who you are as you sit silently reading this. I'm laughing at you. You have no power over me other than the occasional rolling of my eyes.
Negativity begets negativity. I won't let it touch me this year. I'm aware of it, I know I have to acknowledge and fight it off.
Let that be my resolve this year.
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