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2006 Year in Review 

I'm sitting here, drinking caffeine-free Diet Coke and contemplating my canker sore the size of Rhode Island that has chosen to wart its way on the inside of my upper lip. Yes, this is the result from Christmas in the South, and what comes with Christmas in the South: *lots* of food, all of it fried, fatty, totally delicious and gooey, all of which tastes wonderful and are sure breeding grounds for canker sores and other mouth nasties of the sort. And it hurts! You don't know pain until you've had a canker sore born out of rich gravy, savory roasts, too many sodas and lots of ooey candy. But I'm Southern, and the one thing Southerners do during the holidays is eat, canker sores be cursed.

And one of the cursed things has unpacked its bags and moved in where I sure as all git out don't want it, but it's my own fault and so there.

Anywho, if I may possibly move along, I was going to make this post a list of my New Year's Resolutions. You know the ones: be a better person, lose weight, give more, live more, save money, be happy, don't worry so much, actually finish a cross stitch pattern, knit something other than a couple of rows before ripping them out yaddayaddayadda; you know, the basics. Well, freaky dahlings, this time I'm not going to list them. It's not as if I don't want to, it's just I don't want to start out the year breaking half of my resolutions. It seems as soon as I put something to paper (or computer, as the case may be) I immediately lose my resolve. So, I plan to keep my resolutions private, and then if I break them I'm accountable to no one but myself. And if I do keep them, then I'll be shouting them from the rooftops during my next 2007 Year in Review. Huzzah!

Frankly, I'm glad 2006 is gone. It was a horrible year. It went something like this:

1) Feb: Close internet friend commits suicide.

2) April: majorly messed up my back which results with me being on some kind of drug, either pain killers or muscle relaxers, for the rest of 2006.

3) May/June: Husband gets whacked with pancreatitus and is in the hospital for two weeks, out of work for 2 more.

4) July: Husband gets gall bladder removed, out of work for 3 weeks.

5) September: I get an annonymous package in mail informing me I'm in denial about my son and claiming he has a serious mental condition (which is really spooky to get something like this, even though the sender claims to have had the best of intentions).

6) October: I get rear-ended by a huge Ford truck that sends me to the emergency room for a leg injury (thank God it was not very serious) but that puts us in a rental for nearly two months.

7) November: Fully Caffeinated gets revisited by Ohio stalker in comments box

8) The one great thing: In December, I got to meet my 19 year old stepson for the first time and we all had a great Christmas.

So, that's my year in review. It's not as bad as it could have been, but I'm ready to move on to greener pastures. I'm ready to live a boring, vanilla life.

On another note, I've been finding new blogs to stick my nose in and enjoy. On this particular jewel, I found this joke that I felt you crafty people would appreciate (particularly you knitters):

A highway patrolman pulled alongside a speeding car on the freeway. Glancing at the car, he was astounded to see that the blonde behind the wheel was knitting! Realizing that she was oblivious to his flashing lights and siren, the trooper rolled down his window, turned on his bullhorn and yelled, "PULL OVER!"

"NO!" the blonde yelled back, "IT'S A SCARF!"

Hyuk hyuk! And before I get any "you mean, anti-blonde person" kind of mail, may I remind everyone that the person who first posted that joke is a blonde herself, and a lovely pale blonde at that. So there.:)

Let's raise a glass and hail a toast for 2007! May it be everything 2006 was not and all the better for it.

Good for people to know.
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