Well if I had any thoughts of major diet change resolutions for New Year (and I didn't) they're officially off. January first and I ate a home cooked, finger lickin' blue cheese burger slightly larger than my own face.
** In other news, my very favorite Mme. Bookling has organized another one month Flickr group, Our Daily Bread, and it's absolutely not too late to join. Plus, it will basically be a one month-long confession of all that I eat and that's ALWAYS fun! **
I'd like to show [off to] you two of my new very favorite companions, The Brothers Grim. They're still trying to decide just where they'd like to reside in Dovely Estates but I have a feeling they'll commit to some stretch of wall sooner rather than later if for no other reason than to keep kitty noses far, far away.
Welcome Brother Tuck.
The Brothers have lead quite the death (life just seemed like an unfair pun, agree?), traveling half-way around the world some 60 odd years ago, seeing their fair share of cotton batting and taxidermied pals, ending up in a shiny papered box under the Christmas tree with a big ol' K written across it. My dad is the best. Also, it takes a special family to get really excited about giving and receiving skulls but we've got it down to an art. I was nearly teary. Actually, pretty much any gift box containing bones is guaranteed to make me squeal with delight, but I'll let you analyze that later.
It's the simple things.
That said, Hello New Year!
I'm ready for you.
I've got big plans for you, knowing you have even bigger plans for me. I promise to give you everything I've got and then some, to reach ever deeper into my heart and soul, to try to sit still longer, to love in earnest, to remember my blessings, and keep my hands outstretched, open, awaiting all you have to pour into them.
Welcome I say.
Let's do this.