Or if you prefer, PDHB. After all, every noteworthy syndrome, disorder, and disease has an acronym. PDHB happens to me every year and I have to suck it up and take it like a woman. Suck being the operative word.
I find out when I’m downloading the 6 GB of pictures and video that I took of the festivities, most of them are blurry. Great. Although I recognize my daughter and granddaughter when blurred, I am bummed. I console myself with the knowledge that I am the only one taking pictures, and this family would have no visual history if not for my efforts. Such as they are.
By the time I truly felt in the Christmas spirit, it was over. Just like that. Now it’s time to prepare for the new year. To me that means transferring all the family & friends birthdays, anniversaries, etc. from my 2011 GIANT CALENDAR to the 2012.
For 2012 I have made goals, but not resolutions. One of them is to continue developing this blog. I’m toying with the idea of making it more professional looking (at least less pink).
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