Once again, I feel ready to shake the dust of this year off my heels and leap into the next one. My ridiculous magical thinking has me convinced that 2014 will be it, as far as happiness and health and luck and (not to put too fine a point on it, but) money. Because 14 is, and always has been, my official lucky number.
Still, every single day of this past year brought me a beautiful sky, a beloved family, funny and supportive friends, great movies and telervision and books and food and games, and sweet furry pals too.
Christmas, by the way, was a smashing success, a swirl of sweeties and feasting and baking and presents and snow and dogs, missing only our girl to make it just about perfect.
Okay, 2014, let's do this.