It has been only 11 hours since the new year began. I have not slept, yet. I went to a party, but left early thinking it would be best to ring in the new with Paul. I got to the house with minutes to spare. I popped the bubbles, Mina stole the cork (and has been nomming it since), we clinked glasses with friends visiting from CO, and a few minutes later the fun began. Paul got sick and puked everywhere. The sofa, the rug, his shirt, a pillow, a blanket. What a freakin' mess. I cleaned everything he graced. He was like a little kid or a dog, retching... retching... retching. I stayed up and watched him until the spice stopped flowing. A couple hours ago the visiting friends departed, Paul got himself cleaned up and in bed, I made myself breakfast, Daisy stole it and ate it. I think I'm going to get cleaned up and head out. Seriously? Is this the beginning of my new and improved year? Ugh.
I am compiling a list of all the things that were good in 2008. In the same token all the things that sucked. I will keep the sucking list to myself.
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