2015 was in many ways a fantastic year!
"Cervix With A Smile" GOT PUBLISHED! I will love the folks at the Exit Press forever.
I did a lot of writing!
I PERFORMED FOR THE FIRST TIME IN YEARS! Last year's resolution was "perform once". Achievable goals, folks.
We went to the Jersey Shore. Fantastic weather, great swimming, and food, food, food.
A dear friend sent me a tin of homemade chocolate truffles, most of which have now been eaten.
Another dear friend went with me to my doctors' appointments and kept copious notes.
My first trip by myself, to Chicago, with a roomette on the train both ways.
I got to spend another year with my wonderful spouse.
2015 was in many ways a sucky year.
I started the new year in the psychiatric ward at Roosevelt Hospital. Nothing says "Happy New Year!" than a paper poinsettia placement and a cupcake with blue frosting. Then I spent several months with my brain not working quite right.
I got breast cancer. That blew.
Our cat Rupert died.
I've gained weight, partly from eating most of the homemade chocolate truffles. Actually, that's not really in the "sucky" column.
Bring on 2016. I'm waiting for you, sucker.