The last day of 2012 was sunny and bright. Laura took up residence on the swing chair in the shade. It was kind of perfect.
2012 ended in a tangle of my favourite people – the Levin Love Inn was everything I had hoped it would be and more. I’ll share more photos from that in a little bit. But first.
A few years ago I resolved to stop making resolutions so I don’t really have any of those to share. I also find that reminiscing over the past year is kind of the worst thing ever (that part of #levinloveinn was SO much fun).
I am, however, easy-on-myself resolving to be more fiscally responsible, and to maybe, perhaps, run a 5k.
I made, ate, and uploaded the recipe for marshmallow-hot-chocolate-candy-cane-coco-pop treats.
I think Auckland is just messing with me – the weather is pretty much always rubbish when I hope for it to be good. Though I know from … friends and the news and everything that the weather up there is purportedly quite good. MESSING WITH ME.
Oh oh! Tomorrow Craig and I are heading off to Levin to spend New Years with friends in a fabulous villa with a wood fired pizza oven. It should be fantastic. But I shan’t have proper internet access so it might also be the worst thing ever.
(it won’t be)
Late Sunday night a girl in our building had forgotten her swipe card but it was so late and our buzzer doesn’t work anyway. Then on Monday morning the front door was smashed. I hoped they were unrelated – especially since it wasn’t completely shattered so getting in that way wouldn’t have worked.
I spent Wednesday afternoon watching election coverage and then arguing with grouchy republicans on Twitter. Despite not actually being American or living in America a few Republicans apparently think my friend Laura and I are what is wrong with America.
Same old story.