Happy New Year, friends! Today I snatched, literally, a copy of Tina Fey’s Bossypants off the stacks of paperbacks at Costco. Less than $10, Yee haw, I was hoping to see it come out in paperback and the day has arrived! I cannot wait to crack it open and laugh while I gorge on Enormo-muffins. Costco has returned to the basics. No more tinsel or cookies, snack baskets, or fake, pre-lit trees filling the aisles of the warehouse. Nope. January has arrived and new beginnings are on the menu. January is always a month of severe allergies for me. Both congested and sneezy, and itchy too, I want to sleep all day and all night long. I want to watch terrible daytime TV and pretend I don’t have to cook or grocery shop for…just…one…more day. Also, my hands are dry. James and I have taken to passing a tube of hand cream back and forth whenever we are driving somewhere. With the kids strapped in the back, a glance down at our hands makes us both gasp a little bit.
Now, the weather’s not frigid. It’s actually sunny. I think it’s all the handwashing. It’s never ending, isn’t it? Flu season, which feels like it’s officially from August until March, causes such a fright, and all you do between sneezes and diaper changes is wash hands, wash hands, wash hands. My hands are starting to age.
But besides cracked old-lady hands, I have no complaints. All is well on the homefront. I am a musical theatre geek, so I am really looking forward to the premiere of Smash on NBC (a TV show about Broadway tryouts?! Yeeeeee!,) and the return of Mad Men. Oh boy oh boy!
