welcome! to a new blog and 2013! + a holidays recap

Pinch me! Someone pinch me! It's 2013, and I have a new blog design and URL! This space is cleaner, prettier, and reflective of me. Don't be fooled, I'm not that talented! It's all because of the great Bobbi over at ready to blog. I can't wait to watch this little blog that could grow into a real steam engine in 2013.

This year is going to be big with an italicized big. I hope so, you know? I hope this year drives me to the brink of insanity with all its surprises and wonders and miles on trails and in running shoes and on frequent flyer accounts. I can only dream I'll be overwhelmed with choices in my career and personal life, tested to see how much I can grow and stretch (in character, not pants size, eh?), and given multiple opportunities to present my passport for stamping. (Side bar: I know stamps are all the rage now - making your own and being crafty, but my favorite kind are still Vintage Any Airport, Circa the Advent of Air Travel.) I am forward-looking, filled with hope and really freaking pumped for 2013. It doesn't hurt one little bit that 2012 ended like the party won't stop - with my lovin' man, the funniest roommate ever (try to challenge it!), friends, family and LOBSTAH killing. That last one is awkward, but it happened! I have photographic evidence to prove it, albeit blurry proof! I'm dating my very own Dexter, serial crustacean killer.

I spent Christmas in Rehoboth Beach, Delaware with Zander's family. I'll tell ya what... "We're not in Newnan, GA anymore, Theo!" was my refrain. If you follow me on twitter, perchance you witnessed the smorgasbord of intoxicated tweets, hashtagged, wait for it, #bourgiexmas (no, no, I will not storify this. Okay, I will consider it.). And by intoxicated, I mean wasted, y'all. With. His. Parents. My family doesn't drink. I mean, my mom will get drunk on a single frozen strawberry daquiri like nobody's business, but that doesn't count, does it? Probably not. Zan's parents put all parents to shame. Hell, they put us to shame. We went through approximately 18,000 bottles of wine on Christmas Eve. Zan and I were on our hungover deathbeds pretty much all day Christmas. The 'rents? Nothin' to it! Up and at 'em like kids on, well, Christmas morning! His parents spoiled me silly. Their generosity blew me away. I've never had a Christmas like this one, and I'll never, ever, not ever, forget it. I love my family, and I missed them terribly (the proof is in the drunken hour long phone call to my mother at 1:00am Christmas Eve... wooooops! More like #trainwreckmas!), but it was so special to be welcomed so warmly into Zan's family for this one. 

And then the Redskins won the NFC East title and are going to the playoffs.

And Zander and I saw the second movie in a theater of our entire relationship, and Skyfall was the best Bond movie. Ever. (Resolution: sit on our rumps in dark places and sip on $5 colas more in 2013!)

And Theo behaved himself, all of the time. It was so weird. I wanted to freeze frame all the sitting and lying down and listening he did. He listened! 

And then New Year's. Oh New Year's. I love you so! I think NYE is a magical night, that tells the tales of your year past and the one you're entering. All really drunkenly. What's more awesome than that? Only one thing. CARDS AGAINST HUMANITY. Zander let me talk him into hosting dinner at his condo (it's itty bitty, but it was perfect!). I cooked up a storm, and the guest list was short and sweet. Zan's sister-in-law and I wore the same shirt, so there was double the sparkle, double the fun, and somehow, someway, I don't have a picture of it (gasp!). Six of us ate just about every last bite, drank red and white and sparkling wines and played CAH, the game for horrible people, and we were horrible, and we rang in 2013 at one of our favorite wine bars, cheersing and kissing cheeks and lips and being so merry my cheeks are still rosy.

Here are some of the (not so great) photographic highlights of this joyfully long winter break. Tomorrow? Resolutions. I got 'em a plenty! 2013 is going to be big.