Attended BlogHer in New York. Visited (a little) New York City. Played drums (badly.)
I’m not big on resolutions, though I do like to have a word or theme for the year. Last year it was Reboot 2010. This year, Peace. So far, I’m kinda failing on the peace agenda, though I did kick my Diet Coke habit. So there’s that.
One of my college roommates had a little boy, and the other roommate is pregnant and due in February. It’s kinda blowing my mind.
Not this year.
Just the United States, but I managed to hit an amazing number of those states during the last half of the year. My mind boggles at the travel I’ve been doing.
More patience and a thicker skin. I might be waiting a long time for those two virtues.
8/2/10 was my last day at Apple, after eight years there. And those eight years were something else – from the days when it looked like the company wouldn’t survive to, well, the juggernaut it has become. I’m proud to have been a part of it all, proud to have made a difference, and I’ll miss it.
Landed a new job after a rather grueling interview experience. If you’ve ever been Topgraded, you know. And if you haven’t been Topgraded, try to avoid it.
The temporary falling-out with my sister. I regret that.
I was stricken with the flu during my new hire training week. It was all I could do to remain upright. I’m sure I infected half the company. Sorry, guys.
The Mini Cooper. SO. MUCH. FUN. TO. DRIVE! And, also, the drum kit. SO. MUCH. FUN. TO. PLAY!
My husband, who put up with my mild depression earlier in the year, who celebrated new hobbies with me, who endured that grueling interview process, and who celebrated with me every step of the way. That man is a keeper.
Pleading the fifth here.
Besides the mortgage? Good food and cheap wine. We made a conscious effort in 2010 to eat more organically and to select naturally raised meat and poultry. It has been worth it.
BlogHer in New York! The Mini Cooper! A red drum kit! A new job!
Seven Bridges Road by The Eagles. Because we saw them live, and they opened with this song, which they rarely sing but has always been a favorite of mine. I like to believe they sung it just for me.
Hanging out with our families, including a three-hour midnight karaoke marathon wherein I sang all the songs (and I don’t sing in front of people. ever.), an epic nerf-gun battle with my dad, brother, and nephews, the gift of music for my side of the family, and a lovely road trip with my darling husband.
Every single day.
We only get basic cable, because it keeps the cost of our internet service down. But we rented and watched the entire series, My Name Is Earl. Loved it. And I have no idea how we missed it when it was originally on TV. Go figure.
My favorite books of the year were the Sunday Philosophy Club and 44 Scotland Street series written by Alexander McCall Smith. I loved their gentle humor and irony, and I loved the tenderness of human interaction. They’re something special.
First is my unadulterated joy from learning the drums. I am fascinated at how time flies when I’m playing. And second would have to be Iron Maiden. Don’t laugh! Husband has been a fan for years, and I’ve just never seen the appeal. Then, he found an acoustic, Spanish-guitar version of one of their songs….and suddenly! I got it! I really get their music now. And I like it. So there.
A drum kit. The Mini Cooper. A new job.
I’m pretty spoiled. But I wanted things for my husband. We’re working on those now.
How about “what did you not want and still get?” instead. An allergic reaction to my allergy shots, that’s what.
I can’t really think of a favorite film for 2010. There’s nothing that stands out in my mind – mostly because we only went to the theater maybe twice all year.
I turned 37 in September and spent Labor Day weekend in San Francisco. Seeing the city and visiting my in-laws. It was exactly what I wanted.
Seriously? A lot of satisfying things happened this year, so much so that I’m a little embarrassed by how fortunate I’ve been. Immeasurably more satisfying? Probably more chocolate truffles.
Mostly jeans and t-shirts, till I got that new job. Now it’s conservative suits and heals for work, and jeans and t-shirts for everything else. That’s not really a “fashion concept.” It’s more like the daily uniform. Whatever.
Husband, drum kit, xanax. In that order. Seriously.
I have an intellectual crush on a world famous drummer. I’m not saying more than that.
We talked a lot, and passionately, about health care reform and immigration. I have strong opinions about both, which don’t necessarily fall into either of the current political ideologies.
I miss my grandmother. A lot.
I met Pam in person for the first time, though we’ve been online friends for years. And April, who was a surprise instant friend and BlogHer roomie.
I feel like I keep learning the same things over and over, which probably means I’m not getting the lesson the first go round. As always: Love is patient. Love is kind. Love is not proud. Love is slow to anger. Love endures all things.
A chance to break from the past / The caravan thunders onward / Stars winking through the canvas hood / On my way at last / In a world where I feel so small / I can’t stop thinking big