New Year's Eve was wholly catastrophic. At the bottom in the annals of my new years. Worse yet than finding myself on the parking lot of a deserted strip mall at the change of millenium. And this massive downer was single-handedly orchestrated by my mother in law.
I have seen the depth of her malady, of her contempt and hatred, and of the disease that stems from her manipulative control freakness. It is horrific.
Is it worth mentioning that first thing the following morning I was about to book 9 hour non-direct flights to cross the country and escape from this, with a super-active lil one, which would have tallied up to 4 the number of flights it would have taken us to then get home, and only stopped because we agreed instead to go home early, only to find that all earlier flights were fully booked and prices had gone up?
Should I also mention that this was before the lil one lost 2 pounds overnight (2 out of 20) and I became intimately familiar with the laundry room?
For kicks, I'll also mention that this was right after I'd settled on my new year resolution - "not to dwell on negative things". Sure tested me quickly.
I sincerely hope your new year and all of 2007 will be more like what I had planned originally: dancing in the moonlight with your loved one(s).
Happy Happy Happy New Year, Peace and Love and Understanding to all.
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