
Name: Karyn
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New Year's is my most favourite time of the year. Generally I like to spend it in solitude and contemplation, organisation and planning - but it doesn't always work out that way. Tonight my friend Tracy is having a NYE party, and we will be in attendance. Today's goal is to tidy my study and have it ready for the New Year. I have this sort of half baked, "tucked way in the back of my mind", theory that if I start the year organised, tidy, clear headed and motivated - the rest of my year will follow suit. Last year was begun that way, and in all it was a pretty good year.
This NYE I will be drinking as many Honky Tonk Lemonades as one can make from an entire bottle of vodka. 
We celebrated Xmas day at home this year (same as the past 5 years), and enjoyed it immensely. It was my last dinner as a meat eater, and I certainly did it in style. That I am slowly, but surely whittling my diet away until I become truly vegan is a topic for another journal entry.
I crafted my little ass off in the lead up to xmas. On Xmas eve I made an entire table setting - napkins, place mats, and a table runner. I'll sacrifice modesty to post a picture, shall I?
Next up is a pic of the feast. Turkey, roast portk, vegetables, gravy, rolls, stuffing, and other bits and pieces. We really went all out.
Finally a pic of the giant crazy dog - MoMo (his morphed name since it's the only other thing he will respond to apart from Romeo), this dog ate SO much turkey I feared he would explode, then got up on the couch and slept for many many hours in a meat induced coma. Here he is in a rare moment of wakening.
Finally the giant crazy dog on his Xmas present giant dog pillow. I made it as big as I could, and it's still too small for him.
I love my giant, greyhound, crazy dog.
I can't believe how slack I've been lately. I haven't updated for weeks...and it's not because nothing's happening, that's for sure.
In no particular order the following needs to be recorded,
Romeo is staying. There are too many reasons why - the biggest one is that I just love him, he's adorable, quirky, fun and a real joy to have around. (unfortunately his poops are not)
We (finally) got our paperwork from Family & Child Services to proceed with our application for International Adoption. For a number of reasons we're deferring our option to continue for 6months.
I met up with my Auntie, long lost Uncle, my cousin and their respective partners, children, and pets at a bbq a few weeks back. It was wonderful to experience a family get together with people who share a history with me.
One of my FDC kids departed suddenly. Both the children and I were very upset, and it has been hardest for them to adjust. Smartie misses Blondie quite acutely and says every so often - "When Blondie's finished being at his far-away-house, he'll come back to see me." or "I'm sad because I haven't got a friend any more.". Unfortunately the reason for the departure could have been avoided, and perhaps next time his parents will consider their child first rather than themselves. That said, with Christmas on the horizon, in the way only little kids can, they completely forgot about Blondie and concentrated on the task at hand - PRESENTS and how to get them!
Second String is off to a great start. It's a little quite at the moment, due to the festive season, but the due date for getting started is Jan 2nd, and I can't wait to see what everyone is working on.
The deck is almost finished. 'nuff said.
I do not have carpel tunnel syndrome. Just arthritis. Yay. and I quote my Neurologist - "Well at least if it was Carpel Tunnel I could have fixed it for you.", he then proceeded to tell me that because practically every female on my Mother's side (her included) suffers from BAD arthritis, that "You're fucked basically". I love my neurologist, he's so....cool - I don't know. I think I'm in love with him.
I know there's been heaps more. But I can't think. I have of course left out the whole "FDC Valdiation process" because I am still too tied up in knots over the whole thing to speak rationally about it.
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