Somewhere between Bell's Palsy and death
Monday, January 01, 2007
No, the crib didn’t get cleaned. Why do you ask?

A lovely ending to a great holiday—spent it lit up on la champagne with Kaffy in an undisclosed location of which we would have to kill you if we told you, and then I covered what just might be my New Year’s resolution next year: The Polar Bear Swim. For the uneducated, it’s a bunch of idiots who’ve donned bathing suits and taken a dip in Lake Michigan each New Year’s for the past 9 years. Now, I’ll admit that the first thing out of my gob upon seeing the masses run toward the angry waves was, “Not now, not EVER,” but then I went to the afterparty. The whole thing is a family tradition that got started when one of the elders had a heart attack, and he wanted a way for the family to get together and create the craziest memories they possibly could. What a blast these people are! They celebrate FESTIVUS, fer chrissakes! And there was going to be a zip-line with some of the guys holding a mattress so you wouldn’t get creamed by the tree at the end! And one year, they even made a 100-pound meatloaf! Seriously, how could this not be a freakin’ scream!?? The caveat, however, is that I’ll have had to have shed enough weight that I won’t be horrified to put on a swimsuit.

This year’s resolution, on the other hand, is that I resolve to continue working on rebuilding my spine (metaphorically, natch, though after ending up on the floor Sunday night (don’t ask), I really could use a massage). Oh, and being less tactful.


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