Third Times A Charm!

In 2007, Courtney, Kevin and I decided that 2008 would be the Best F*cking Year Of Our Lives (BFYOOL). Turns out...we were pretty much spot-on. We wanted to come up with an equally awesome description for 2009, and somehow ended up with the uninspired tagline of: Boomtown! (Long story that involved a trip to the National Building Museum. I'd love to tell it to you all some time, but not now, maybe later). Boomtown! did not catch on, as you can imagine, and 2009 languished. After completing an analysis of what made BFYOOL so great, we/I decided it had something to do with self-fulfilling prophecy. Right? Right? And so, in this roundabout way, 2010 has been dubbed: Third Times A Charm (TTAC). Before we proceed though, here's a look back at Boomtown!

      In 2009, I gained a blackberry -- for better or for worse!

      I lost one of my best friends.

      I stopped wearing so much make-up.

      I started to use Twitter so I could be hip with the kids these days. Besides, what else is a blackberry for?

      I was hugely satisfied by getting out all of my holiday cards on time.

      And frustrated by my love life (or lack thereof).

      I am so embarrassed that I never realized George had a crush on me in high school, even though it was apparently pretty obvious.

      Once again, I worked too much.

      Once again, I did not buy a blender.

      The biggest physical difference between me last December and this December is the third arm growing out of my back...JUST KIDDING. I guess my jellyfish scar.

      The biggest psychological difference between me last December and this December is I no longer think my planner is the key to happiness.

      I loved spending time by myself watching the last episodes of Kyle XY.

      Why did I spend even two minutes worrying about how I look?

      I should have spent more time taking pictures.

      I regret buying those brown flats half a size too small.

      I will never regret buying the leather club chair for my living room even though with that money I could have bought two round-trip train tickets!

      I ate way too much.

      I didn't use the phone enough.

      Congress drove me crazy.

      Was the celebrity death toll crazier than ever last year? Or was it me?

      The most relaxing place I went was Charleston, SC.

      I feel so carefree when I write that down.

      Why did I go to Gunthers?

      The best thing I did for someone else was take mom to see Jersey Boys for Christmas.

      The best thing I did for myself was have dinner with Ryan, Kristi and David at The Gage.

      The best thing someone did for me was buy me the Twilight series for my birthday. Thanks, Vici!

      The one thing I'd like to do again, but do it better, is July 4th.


The funny thing about the last one is that nothing really stood out to me this year. As good or bad or mediocre as the year was, there wasn't really anything that I really regret or wish I could do over. Most of what I didn't like was not much in my control, and even if it was at the time, it isn't now and there's no use lamenting it.

The way I figure it, 2010 is an even-numbered year and that already makes it better in my book.

Happy New Year!