Only love in this house

So I have decided that instead of continuing to express my sadness at the rate at which our society is deteriorating before my very eyes, I will focus on all the positive things that have happened to me in the last year to offset all the hate in the air right now:

My eyes changed color last year....it's the strangest thing.  I always wanted hazel eyes and now I got 'em!  Proof that if you stop taking shit from people, your eyes will stop being brown.

This morning, I put my belt I've had since right after I had Tristan on and whereas it used to be on the 4th hole, it is now on the first.  Bitch be gettin' skinny!  Hey-yo!

Tristan started talking more.....he has always had a mastery level of the word "no" but in the last 5 months, he has really started repeating more......note to self:  stop using the word "fuck" so much.

Tristan's hair grew back out which is awesome because his head is way too block-shaped to pull off a backyard sheep-shear buzzcut.  Not a good look on him.

I moved to the 78703 zip code.  Rockin' because now I can walk to go get a martini if I want to.   This has always been a dream of mine.  Plus I got a rad patio with a manfridge on it so I can be lazy and not have to come inside to get another beer.  Now if only I could put a bathroom out there.

I got rid of 2 pieces of baggage I should have a long time ago.  We will just say that losing about 400 pounds of asshole feels good.

My bangs grew out....and I learned how to french braid my hair in less than 5 minutes.

I finally got rid of those stupid sunspots so my tan is looking extra fly this summer!

My best friend from childhood finally came back into my life.  Missed that crazy girl.

I have finally come to terms with the fact that I will always be this short so I stopped wearing heels.

I got into the Journalism school at UT.

I got published more than 10 times last year.

I finally named my photography business something that wasn't generic.  This was huge---a big thank you to Robyn and Mattie for helping a sister out on that one (and Barton Springs for providing the beautiful setting for our brainstorming session).

I went to Barton Springs and found out what all the fuss was about.

Somebody got me a record player and now I can listen to Stardust as much as my little heart desires.

I hugged more, laughed more, loved more, sang more, danced more, created more, smiled more, conquered more, learned more, gave more and took less in the last year than I have in any others that I can remember.