Oh, listen to me....saying "back in the saddle." Like I've ever been in one. Well, now wait...that's not entirely true. Once. North of Kona...in Hawaii. At the Kahua Ranch. My one and only venture on a horse. Old Sampson. He had gas and they put me at the back of the line. But today, I'm back in the saddle in the virtual sort of 2012 way.
We enjoyed a fantastic week-long New Year's Adventure including two evenings of The Middle reruns and another of Absolutely Fabulous reruns. There were two entire days where we didn't dress or put on shoes. Passed around the champagne bottle at midnight. And wrapped up tight on the two days that we ventured outside to both Hudson and Saratoga Springs, New York. Such great towns. You know, everything on the East Coast is so much older than it is out here in the West. It seems more historic. More blue collar. More rough, tough, used and worn. And we enjoyed one evening with as many of our Albany, New York-area friends as we could gather. And Enterprise Car Rental gave us a 2012 Mazda CX9 with 300 miles on it. Rode like a beauty on the Mass Pike. We had a fantastic week. And now we're home. Picking up the pooch from his boarding place this morning. (BTW, can you even believe that there are those that believe I talk about Mason incessantly? I've been accused of being consumed by him and, apparently, talk about him nonstop. Psht....). Oh, and one more thing before I go.....I watched two movies during our six-hour flight from Boston-Portland last night....Dolphin Tale and All the President's Men. I only cried a few times (in the dolphin movie, not the president movie).
We've got a 12th Night gathering tomorrow night, I have my very first Cardiologist appointment next week to hopefully put my adventurous mind to rest about issues that I don't even think are really there (nothing to worry about as far as I know). I'm also back into my facilitation schedule for our company's Flight Path Debrief for Flight Attendants session and will be facilitating in all of our bases over the next year. We are in high-level talks about our travel schedule for this year...planning vacations, crossing destinations off our list, adding others, fantasizing about others. And, yes, my 50th half-century birthday is in six weeks. So, we're in preparation for all of that birthday President's Day weekend (you did know that I celebrate with the President's each year, didn't you?).
I always love this time of year. Fresh starts turn me on. New things make me feel good. And my mind mulling over things that need to go...and things that need to start.....