Happy New Year, one and all. I am too cranky, middle-aged and sleep-deprived (see puppy post below) to even think about a new year's resolution. I know that I should save more, be better about maintaining administrative records and floss on a regular basis, but that's just not inspiring. I would actually like to be more patient, happy-go-lucky and fun-loving and host more dinner parties, but at this point, am not even sure that it's in my genetic make-up.
All I know is that the year can only get significantly better than how it started; this morning I cleaned up dog poop off of my favorite living room carpet, it can only get better from here, right.
On the plus side, I had an interesting grammar lesson with my son is which I had to explain what the past-tense of "sh%t is and why it doesn't follow the standard rule of ending in "ed".
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