Thursday, December 31, 2009

My year in review...

So, 2009 has probably been the best worst year of my life. To say the last 365 days were a rollercoaster ride would be an understatement and a nauseatingly overused cliché. It seemed to have started like any other year but ended up being as out of control as a drag queen in a wig shop clearance sale.

Losing one of the two most important/influential people in my life could have completely ruined my year (and years to come) if it didn’t teach me the true meaning of thankfulness. I am thankful for the 24 years I had with my mother and will never forget them and the person her influence made me today. I also came to realize that I have the most amazing friends and family that continue to show me all the other wonderful things in my life that are just plain nifty, despite the loss.

On the plus side of this year, Kelly Clarkson and Taylor Swift released some pretty excellent albums and the happiest hour on TV, Glee, premiered. Also in the category of ‘A-OK,’ I got a 4-month company paid vacation this summer as what I shall call a blessing from the Recession Gods. That period of unemployment sure taught me the true merits of sloth and I’m pretty sure my TV, couch, and Snuggie breathed a sigh of relief when I eventually made it back in the working force.

I’ve also made some substantially amazing/crazy/fun new friends this year and have grown even closer to my (what shall best referred to as) ‘my boyz’ who have been there for the entire carnival ride of 2009s. These two have been with me when I laughed so hard I thought I was going to throw up, and stuck around when I cried so long I never thought I would stop.

So, like any other life in motion, this past year has had its ebb and flow. Flerge! Are there any analogies for life that don’t sound like they were taken directly from a Hallmark Card or the jacket of some awful self-help book?! Anyway, a year ago the place I am in my life I am now is the last place I ever thought I would be, but where I am now is the only place I would want to be.

Bring it on, 2009. Dang, y’all!

PS – I totally maxed out my "Butch Points" for the year by shooting an elfing 8-point buck on my first hunting trip ever.