Today is my first day back to work after the long Christmas break, and the vibration of my alarm clock was the most unwelcome wake-up call ever at 7am.
It's been a strange Christmas – taking the failed ski holiday into account and MPA-boy's departure – but there have also been some amazing times, too.
On Christmas Day, Nottnum Uncle made Christmas dinner for The Rents, me and Gma and we did traditional things like watching the Queen's speech and falling asleep on the sofa.
I also got to welcome 2011 into the world with the Singing Swede, GBman, Guitar Boy and his wife, which for me included making my first cheesecake, of which I ate most of it!!
We made our resolutions and one of mine is to learn how to play the guitar – Guitar Boy has very kindly offered to lend me one of his to get me started – and another is to be true to my heart and go after what I want, not what I think I want.
Then on Sunday, SuperCathyFragileMystic and The Photographer called in unannounced, and after a quick chat they cancelled their plans to drive to the Wild West Erm... Country and we had a veritable feast of roast duck, mashed potato and champagne by the bottleful – three bottles full to be exact!
It was the most wonderfully fabulous evening of hilarity, which made yesterday's incredible hangover totally worth it.
The Singing Swede joined me on the sofa for a SATC marathon and I arranged dinner with Fab Friend for this week and text chatted to NikNak who saw in the new year by giving birth to the very gorgeous Baby K!
All in all, I feel ready to face 2011. Not because I feel particularly happy or joyous right now, but because I feel blessed! Blessed by the amazing people in my life.
A sentimental way to start 2011? Yes. But never fear, Deafinitely Girly will be back in force tomorrow.
Happy New Year peeps!