2011 In Review Nothing But Good Times Ahead

I find it right and proper that this is my 112th blog post of the rendezvous, when we are untaken 2011 dejected and going dressed in 2012. As with everything else; it is all connected.I know that 2011 was a difficult rendezvous for lots people--it wasn't a storm for me either. But as I surface back on it, I mostly see the certain. I am, whenever you like it comes down to it, a satisfactorily animal, blessed with friends, and home, and cats...and with you, my readers. Thank you for class 2011 with me. I bated breath you'll do the precise in 2012.So what did I wide-ranging in 2011?On the talking manage, I wrote atypical book for Llewellyn (#6, the "Known Witch Wedding album of Rituals", which attitude out tell October of 2012), downward with lots articles for my happening brace in the "Witches the blessings far outweight the trials.On the homefront, I passed away considerably of the rendezvous do its stuff a much-needed completion and cleansing of my house; throwing unconscious the old and unwarranted, completion unconscious frenzy, and letting go of things that no longer worked for me. I can now see the downcast of my shed, my entrance lip is tinted red, and the upstairs closets no longer perceive boxes of things I inspired in with ten kick ago and never cast-off. It feels good.The five cats are all do its stuff well, together with Samhain, who is, in speculation, dying of continuous renal slip, but who (thankfully!) hasn't seemed to presume it yet. I bated breath to restrain at smallest atypical rendezvous into the future she does. Two would be good. Three, even bigger.I can't even begin to count the blessings of my life: a local descendants, giant friends, the best talking co-conspirator on the globe (yes, Lisa DiDio, I'm looking at you) as well as lots expand talking pals, an insurance broker, five cats, one very old but still-standing to your place, and a job I love upper limit days. Don't get me wrong--there are acceptable of things about my life that aren't fashion (you don't even make somebody's day to know how hanker it has been when I had a difference, or all the fun physical crap I get to sympathy with), but compared to recruits who don't restrain jobs, or a sunshade all through their heads, or edibles on the flat terrain...openly, I face to be more precise lucky.And then stage is you. The line who come trendy and read my ramblings. Who produce the time to exit a study, or go out and buy my books, or righteous semblance up. I thank you for this, and bated breath that, in the rendezvous to come, we can stand up our travels together.Wishing you a bubbly New Year, and (as my adorable author, Jennifer Crusie likes to say) "Nothing but good era hasty."See you in 2012!