Twenty-ten. Two thousand and ten. Two Zero One Zero.
I spent last night at Ginny's. Confetti everywhere. Wore a fancy old dress, kissed my sister and best friends at midnight, waltzed around in a party hat and drank champagne out of a little plastic champagne flute. Ate raspberries and cookies and whipped cream by the spoonful. Died of happiness.
This past year was very good to me and I'm so happy I was able to share it with you. In 2010 I promise to be on time, tame my cats, wash dishes as soon as I finish with them, take lots of classes, practice the guitar, bake more pies and not beat myself up if I don't give this list a second thought after today.