Or not. I just don’t have the energy tonight. I’m okay. I’m just adjusting to a different life style than I’ve been living the past few years. In this case, that’s a good thing!

I really was thinking about making a slideshow of 2007. I even went back through iPhoto and exported pictures. But 2007 was a huge, almost magical year. I hope I don’t regret saying that. Knock on wood, big time!!! But it was pretty magical, especially after 2005 and 2006, which I don’t even want to think about right now. I know that someday I will want to revisit those days. For the moment, I have largely buried them. Onward. Back to the slideshow, though. Before I even got to September, I had exported over 100 photos. I don’t want to make a slideshow that big and you definitely do not want to look at it.

It *has* been a rather magical year (er, yeah, I guess that’s the *third* time I’ve said that?). Anyway. Travel. I went to California for the first time in my life, riding on an airplane for the first time in I don’t want to count how many years. And I’m a kid who grew up going on Sunday afternoon flights with my dad, even being allowed to steer the plane once in a while from the co-pilot’s seat. Go figure. Back and forth to Fin Family Moominbeach all summer. Hanging around with The Commander and kids and dogs and aunts and uncles and cousins of every degree. And in-laws. And friends. Skiing, hiking, kayaking, death biathlons. Picking up my flute and kinda sorta seriously practicing, only to have to put it down again when other opportunities came into my life. Starting an unfinished prodject and making slow progress but not quitting. And having the faith *not* to quit.

Learning — finally — to be brave, courageous, and bold. Gaining a toehold on self-confidence and finding out that other people maybe might actually have faith in my abilities. And hoping that I can live up to it all.

The GG likes to celebrate the New Year with a lot of commotion and people. I just don’t care. I don’t even care if I make it to midnight or not. I think it’s a hangover from the days when I was a kid who downhill skied every single day between Christmas and New Year’s. By the end of a week of skiing, I couldn’t keep my eyes open and I would nod off as I skied (in my mind) down the top half of old Number 1 at Mission Hill, jerking awake as I approached the corner, hoping I could come to something resembling a graceful stop or turn before skiing the last leg down to the clankity old chairlift. I can still remember lying in my bed with the silver headboard on Superior Street up in the Yoop with one or two beloved cousins in my room with me.

They’re threatening us with heavy snow tonight. I *may* want to go and walk in it if we get it. I do not want to walk downtown. I know I will fall asleep on the couch before midnight. I do not care!

Not a bad year. Hope yours was good too.

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