
Have you got some hopping plans for New Year’s Eve? I do. Mine include: chamomile tea with honey, a book on my new Nook reader, a heating pad, and lots of painkillers.
I know, I know, I like it a little crazy.
If you’re in need of some tunes for a shindig you’re hosting tonight, here’s a New Year’s Eve playlist from last year:
Fly Me to the MoonFrank Sinatra
The Best is Yet to ComeFrank Sinatra
Save the Last DanceMichael Buble
EverythingMichael Buble
Come Fly With MeMIchael Buble
Be OkIngrid Michaelson
It Had to be YouHarry Connick, Jr.
We Are in LoveHarry Connick, Jr.
Better TogetherJack Johnson
MelodyKate Earl
MoondanceVan Morrison
The ShowLenka
Auld Lang SyneBare Naked Ladies
Auld Lang SyneStraight No Chaser
all available at iTunes
Happy New Year!
{isn’t the photo of the New Year’s Eve fireworks beautiful? I found it on Solar Navigator}
I’ve done a lot of things in my life. I’ve played a lot of different sports, camped a lot of random dangerous places, ripped a handful of ligaments, birthed two children, tolerated 9 months of a P.I.C.C. line, and endured more than my fair share of surgeries but until yesterday, I’ve never had a black eye.
It’s no walk in the park, this black eye business. Mine hurts like the devil.
I took this photo of my kids skiing at the summit of Park City Mountain Resort just minutes before I crashed head over tail on my skis down the mountain. It was beautiful at the top, and was our last run of the day.

I don’t actually remember what happened, but I’m fairly certain I have a mild concussion and perhaps a torn something-or-other in my shoulder. I also have a splitting headache, violent nausea, and the stiffest body you can even imagine.

So yeah, I might look tough on the outside, but I’m trying not to cry.

I was a good girl this year. I behaved myself, paid my bills on time, dutifully took my turn at carpool, and apart from a periodically messy house, was a good mama.
Santa was good to me.
I’m not bragging about the makeup-centric booty he brought, but to tell you how much it will benefit you.

You see this makeup palette from Stila? You can’t even imagine how many makeup tutorial videos I’m envisioning right now.

That deep blue is sparkly, and the midnight black is so sultry I did a whole smoky eye on my hand before I put it away.
That didn’t really make sense, did it?
I test out eyeshadow on the top of my hand before I ever put it on my eyes.
I don’t know why, I just do.

So if there’s a makeup look you’re really itching to see in the new year, shout it out in the comments and I’ll add it to the vlog list.
I’m not kidding here, this makeup palette from Stila is only the beginning of the makeup on my bathroom counter right now and I’m dying to start playing around.
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Today is Viktor’s 34th birthday and we’re still in the midst of holiday celebrations around here. I’ll be posting here and there this week, but won’t be back permanently until January.
I need a break, yo.