I am only slightly procrastinating, still need to vacuume and wash the floors before family comes for traditional Norwegian Xmas celebration.  I was hoping that I would receive the wife that I so desperately want when I awoke this morning in order to NOT have to actually vacuume and wash the floors.. but no.. I apparently have not been good enough or Santa hasn’t gotten around to me yet, he may put the wife in my stocking while I sleep tonight.  Hope does indeed spring eternal!

So, as I was saying, here I am – FIRMLY planted on my slightly red wine stained couch(stain now hidden by numerous colored cushions), looking at the snow – first Xmas in years where we have had lots of snow, it is beautiful and peaceful, my adorable, angelic son (I use these words now, because I am sure that after all the sugar and excitement he may at some point turn into the spawn of the devil) is out sledding with his Dad, perfect weather for it – just the right type of snow.

What I really am attempting with this rambling, incoherent yet not inebrieated post, is to tell you all how much you all mean to me.

2009 has had its moments good and bad, probably careerwise one of the most difficult ever, leaving a job that I loved, staff I handpicked and adored – although I am glad to have moved on, it was time – it was painful and difficult nonetheless.  I got to be in the luxurious, yet difficult position of having to choose among many job offers, which was an amazing experience.

I have struggled this year with the loss of my sisterinlaw who died after Xmas last year, she has been on my mind alot, and I miss her terribly.  Tonight will be bittersweet.

It has also been a year where I have struggled with a relationship that was wonderful, sweet and giving – yet could not survive.  We tried.

I have had some great moments with my son this year too, we had a blast on our summer vacation with minimal devils spawnness from either of us.   And watching his development after he started school, it is such a pleasure. My son can read, which is unbelievably cool, he is like a sponge for knowledge wants to know how everything works as well as being empathic and funny – I am so proud of him.

I am blessed with many good friends, whom I love, cherish and hope to get to spend more time with in 2010, thanks to you, I got through this tough year – thank you for your wisdom, input, love and tolerance.

I have made many new friends this year, who have brought fun, knowledge and a sense of belonging – thank you!

I am lucky enough to get to meet new exciting men (you know who you are! ), and while I hate dating, I love meeting new people.  It will be a kick to see what happens this Xmas vacation and New Years – all I can say is – WHOHOOOO BRING IT ON!

I am to no ends grateful for my family, all wonderful, wierd branches of it – without you I don’t know what I’d do.  I love you all more than I could ever explain.  Mom, thank you for taking me to see Eddie Izzard on your birthday!  It was a blast!! You more than anyone are always there with good advice, lots of love, playfulness and of course a mothers pride.  Thank you Mom.

So to each and everyone of you, whether you be a Facebook, Twitter, RL, or virtual friend – I thank you, I love you and I cannot wait to see what the coming year brings!

Have a very merry Hannukakwanzasulsticemas!

The whole scene is freaky deaky, my humble observation is that dating makes even the most laid back of us turn into quivering mounds of something resembling hormonal teenage jell-o.

Oh, I know what to do!  I’ll just get all zen about it, and the whole problem will melt away into nothingness while I become one with the universe. How did that chant go? Mewannaviggomortensen mewannaviggomortensen mewannaviggomortensen, nah, that wasn’t it although it has a nice ring to it.

So how does a grown-up deal with the stupid insecurities of dating?  Because like it or not, it is the way to get to know someone new.  The answer my cyberfriends is

I have no clue.

Maybe we could create our own Facebook or Linkedin group for those of us who are inept at dating, we could call it #datinginept, yeah, that sounds like just the thing and we could have discussions all about how inept we are and how dating sucks…  Oh, I know, we can create our own zen chants to go along with our new groups – this is really takin’ off!!