Each year I love to promise myself I’ll get better at blogging regularly, then fail, then try to redeem myself with the very bare minimum of a year-in-review post. It’s really only so one day, my offspring have some piece of me left to ignore.
*Note: recap focuses primarily on, as Miss Piggy would say, “Moi!” (And French people I suppose if you’re nitpicking.) There’s a bit of family stuff but not too much, not ‘cos it didn’t happen (which it definitely did, and by Bowie, my nerves are frayed), but because my kids tend to value “privacy.” Quotation marks intended. I really can’t connect with youth.