a lifestyle blog about screaming kids, international travel, cocktails, dying dogs and bad decisions
Monday, December 31, 2012
2012 you were a thug
I never knew you could have an actual relationship with a year until 2012 came up and bitch slapped me. I was pissed and ready to fight but the next thing I knew I was on the floor in the fetal getting my organs kicked by steel toe boots. And here is what I take away from this twelve month hate fest. Gratitude. It came out of nowhere. Feeling so sad and broken down and violated by the events of this year has really made me find the grateful in so many things. And I don't want to give 2012 the credit but as a result of our abusive relationship I am actually more in touch with what I know to be important and true and awesome. So suck it 2012. I win! Don't let the door hit you on the ass on your way to infamy.