Happy New Year

Ten years ago, the world was in fear of Y2K, I celebrated the new year with a killer living room dance party, watching the flashing madonna from John and Autumn's window, trying to figure out how we could get down to DC's Mall to celebrate the Will-ennium, and general confusion of the early twenties.

This year, I made roasted chicken and parsnips, was ready for bed by 10:30 due to a crippling case of jet lag, and was surprised with a wake-up kiss from my husband at midnight. Oh what a difference ten years can make.

Happy New Year to all those I love - near and far.