Well, it’s December 31st. I’ll spare you the reflective naval-gazing and faux-amazement and “Oh my goodness, this year went so fast!”s and just get right down to business: this year was incredibly good to me and I am sad to see it go. Yes, it went by in a blink, but doesn’t every year?
2013 began with a trip to Paris so spectacular I had to be dragged, kicking and screaming, onto the plane home from Charles de Gaulle. We gorged on croissants and bleu cheese, experienced the magic of the city in the snow, fell in love with Montmartre, and oh yeah, got engaged in the gardens of the Rodin Museum. (I then had to break the news to Gary Oldman.)
We picked our wedding venue, I shared our engagement photos and my wedding dress with you, and we booked our honeymoon to Greece. Wedding planning isn’t stressful so much as it is expensive, and we haven’t even fed anyone yet. Oy! But it’s okay, because in a little over eight months, I get to marry the best guy. The kind of guy who put a wedge of (wrapped) goat cheese in my Christmas stocking, that kind of best guy.
Fitz turned two, my office lost a dear friend, I received beautiful gifts all the way from France and a gorgeous, personalized one from England, we went to the pet ER too many times, and I guest-posted for the amazing website Museumist. I started writing for France Property Magazine, and continued working on my novel, a beast of a project that is more rewarding and more beautiful than I ever could have imagined.
I read almost 30 books, fell in love with Paris through my dad’s eyes, and lost 11lbs. Despite the onslaught of holiday cookies and candy (and the aforementioned goat cheese) I’ve managed to keep it off for four months! Eating only two oreos in a sitting (and not craving more!) counts as one of my greatest achievements to date.
What else? I graduated into 200 Level French classes, met my oldest blogging friend for the first time, deepened my fascination with art heists and shared another seven, and bought a new camera. I saw the New Kids on the Block AND the Backstreet Boys in concert, and to counteract all that brain-cell-annihilation, I went to the art museum a bunch this year.
2013 was wonderful, and chock full of incredible moments, but I can’t wait for 2014. I have some big (BIG) things planned for the next year, and I can’t wait to share them with you. Thank you all for reading here and for making this little blog what it is for me. Love you, kiddos. Have a happy and safe New Year.