And … Christmas is over. Thank God. I got some super cool presents from the boyfriend (lots of books, some movies, and a cool coat!) and ate waaaaaay too much food due to three different gatherings. I am not weighing myself until July.

I must confess that Christmas is still one of my least favorite times of the year. There has been a big hole in the holidays since 1991. Seems like 26 years would be enough time to fill that hole or, at the very least, have made some peace with it. I suspect that if I haven’t gotten over it by now, I am never going to.

It’s one week until 2018 (just to state the obvious).