New Year's Eve

Oh dear, 2012 flew by at warp speed didn't it?

This time a year ago I was walking around Alexandra Gardens with The Man and my brother, conducting an experiment (information about it can be found here and here on my other blog) to see how many boobs we saw out and about during the Melbourne NYE festivities.

Right about now (11pm) a year ago, we were walking to our ultra-exclusive vantage point to see the fireworks, and if I'm not wrong, I was eating a twisty potato on a stick and drinking fail lemonade. I have very particular preferences in lemonade, and so the fact that I was drinking the wrong kind on NYE stuck out in my memory.

We went to 9:30 fireworks in another town
because Bendigo didn't have kid-friendly
NYE activities and The Man stepped on

something and cut his foot.

Eeew. 

But wow, the year that came in between was pretty full on - we finished moving out of our unit and into our first house, Honey had surgery on her eyes (horrible, wouldn't wish anyone to have to send their kid for surgery), cooked Buddy, underwent an interminably long pregnancy waiting for him to be born (they added days ONTO the pregnancy - that is just plain rude), The Man turned 30, I helped organise a huge market night fundraiser that raised over $2000 (not tooting my own horn, just really happy that it raised so much funds), organised a wedding, gave birth to Buddy (and whoa ho! the story of his arrival waits for another day), The Man's brother and sister-in-law got married (which having a three week old and trying to organise two under two to be at the wedding, dressed without me looking like a swamp monster was an amazing feat), underwent a massive wedding dress drama, got married a month ago, and now... waiting for the next big thing to happen. I should have finished university too, but didn't. Looking back at my list of 2012 accomplishments, I am not sure how I could have fit completing my course into my busy schedule!

And that's just me, what other huge things happened in the big wide world: Gangnam Style. One Direction. an Austrian guy jumped out of a space shuttle and sky-dived back to earth. Queen Elizabeth's queendom turned 60 years old. The Twilight movies finished. Julian Assange is hiding out in a South American embassy. The Olympics where Usain Bolt won the 100m - again. Barack Obama is voted leader of the free world again (such a jauntier term than 'president') and almost ending with the loss of 27 innocent souls at Sandy Hook Elementary School, and the death of Tony Grieg (cricket celebrity of some importance) just days ago.

I'm not going to continue listing world events because that's boring, but good gravy that is a lot of stuff to pack into a year, and that is only stuff that I noticed in my pregnancy-induced haze of inattentiveness.

But really, all I want to say is that I hope everyone out there's 2013 is all they want it to be. Me, I am hoping that as we've packed so much into 2012, that my family's 2013 is quiet and relaxed and I spend more than my fair share of it chilled out with an interesting book and a glass of something bubbly (probably Coca-Cola given my current breastfeeding status).

And now because I have carefully scheduled Buddy's feeds, I am off to the backyard to hopefully watch midnight fireworks and drink moscato...

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!