It's the ninth day of Blogmas! Twelve straight days of blogging, somehow thematically linked to the Twelve Days of Christmas or my life, or maybe both. Whatever. And so, we're up to the dancing ladies. By rights, I should be showing you pictures of me shaking a leg at the New Year's Eve dinner dance I attended. Me, and that Fabulous Babe Joke Married, and seven others.
But we didn't end up dancing.
I don't know ... maybe we're too young for all this dinner dance foxtrotting. Yet we're too old "to put our hands in the air and move 'em like we just don't care."
So, instead of dancing, we ate a lot of rich food; something I have no plans to do again any time soon. As always I am thrilled that it's January AND THE HOLIDAYS ARE OVER.
I don't know about you, but I don't need New Year's Resolutions. I'm just glad all that partying, drinking, overdressing and overeating is over for a while.
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