The Eve of the Eve of New Year’s Eve

29 Dec

On this, the eve of the eve of New Year’s Eve, I just want to take a moment to thank 2015 for being wonderful. Granted–there were many personal lessons. And we all saw plenty of bad news happening around the world.

Sure, there were a million and a half moments when I was like, “what the hell?” and lots of times when I thought of running away and hiding in a cave like that one renegade sheep in New Zealand did because he didn’t like getting his hair cut. Remember that guy? Six years later I would emerge from the cave, probably looking a disillusioned wooly fool like he did:
shrek the sheep


And then I’d have to face my spring shearing anyway, wouldn’t I? Yes, I would, and I’d be cursing under my breath the entire time for not facing it all a little sooner.

So thank you, 2015, for showing me how to be in my power and harness the strength needed to face my spring shearings head on. Because of these experiences, I’d even say I feel like a different me. A better version of me. I mean, I’m still me, but it’s me with a bunch of cool upgrades–La La 2.0, if you will (fully equipped with a lifetime guarantee, and definitely not in need of Adobe updates).

Also, I should note that I wasn’t actually afraid of getting a haircut. I’m good to go in that area.

Anyway, I hope everyone has a safe and wonderful New Year, and thank you to the readers who have been hunting me down to ask where I’ve been. I love you guys and appreciate that more than you know.

4 Responses to “The Eve of the Eve of New Year’s Eve”

  1. Bob December 30, 2015 at 11:06 pm #

    Have a great new year La La!


  2. DavidStill February 19, 2016 at 11:40 pm #

    If I had all that wool I’d do something funny with it for sure!

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    • La La February 19, 2016 at 11:43 pm #

      Don’t wear socks. Sheep don’t even wear socks. Can’t be trusted.


      • DavidStill February 20, 2016 at 1:43 am #

        You’re right, but I assume they must have some sort of wooly underwear under there… something! A woollen supportive truss at least.


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