Ringing out, ringing in

It's weird, but this is the first NY Eve I'll be spending alone in -- golly, a decade or so. P. always comes over on NYE and we have a happy evening of good food and champagne and trying to stay awake until midnight, but this year he's got pneumonia, poor sweetie, and I prevailed on him to stay the hell home and rest and recuperate.

So here I am by myself, waiting for the odometer to click over, and doing a little thinking back on the year.

( The Year in Review: )