Today I was sending an email to a far away friend who I haven't spoken to in a while. Filling her in on the goings on in my life. It made me think about the past year and everything that happened. It kind of surprises me how so much could happen in such a short amount of time.

To sum up:

I quit my job. I quit my second job. I had a mini breakdown. I got a fantastic job thanks to my best friend in the world. Mike quit his job. He found a new job. We work at the same company now and I had a built-in date to the holiday party. I moved. My parents finally approve of an apartment I live in. I had surgery. I recovered from surgery. I lost my identity because of it, but I'm on my way to finding it again. My grandmother died. On Easter Sunday. My oldest friend got married and danced her first song as a married woman to Queensryche. I reconnected with someone I lost a while back - and was thrilled to be able to see her at Christmas. (note to CW - Thanks for that...I missed you). My relationship fell apart. It's back again and stronger than ever. Heather finally made me the BFOTB when she caved and finally said YES to Ben's proposal. And finally, I got TiVo. I love TiVo. TiVo and I will be registering at Crate and Barrel and Target if anyone would like to send a gift.

But 2006 is looking to be full of excitment and good things, for me and the people I love.

What do I have to look forward to? Well, only ...

A new baby for Laura and Dan
A new baby for Jon and Amber
A new baby for Kim and Dana
A new baby for ...(not allowed to say yet!)
A new baby for my new boss Paul
(remind me not to share any water with any of these people :))
A wedding for Heather and Ben
A wedding for Kim and Dana
Mike and my very first Christmas Day together
Dental Insurance
New Eyeglasses
A job I don't hate
A 1.5 mile commute to work
A happier, healthier mom
Dad's new bionic knee
Matt's promotion to "Guy with an assistant"
A year of calm and happiness for my friend, the Gypsy Princess

It's hard not to be optimistic about this year. Except for one minor major thing. The official entrance into my "late twenties."

This will not be fun. I am not promising anything. And the fact that the Super Bowl is being held on the weekend right before my birthday just plain pisses me off. So, come Feb. 8, if you're looking for me, look under my bed. I plan on spending the day curled up in a ball nursing a large bottle of wine.

Good things folks...good things.