Saturday, 31 December 2011

Happy New Year 2012 to all!

I see Google is ready to party with all the letters doing fun party things.
I feel as though I should be setting a good example (and so probably won't) to my 11 followers for New Year since being in Australia means 2012 hits me first. I don't have any followers from New Zealand. Samoa will be first to bring in the New Year this year, having lost a day by jumping the date line. How cool, to be so close to the International Date Line that you can just hop over and hop back again whenever you want.

What will I do with 2012?

I can't face it and I'm going to make a cup of tea, have some Christmas pudding and play Terraria with my son. I will leave you with a picture to  ponder while I'm gone, to set the mood please sit and look at this picture for about two hours and imagine some elevator music...

Sorry I took so long.

The above picture is something I rustled up for one of my lovely sisters for her birthday inside ten years ago. I've passed the age she had achieved that year. I'm in the 30-60 bracket and still on one peg but this New Year's Eve I am feeling particularly old - like I need two pegs.
A lot of my generation, baby boomers, have been accused of faking it and holding onto youth, refusing to grow old. It's probably a jolly good thing too - since you young whipper snappers will have the job of looking after us all when we need it.

When I was in my late teens I spent New Years walking drunk through the streets of Sydney kissing gorgeous drunk young men. I remember back then I used to look forward to being old. In hindsight I realize I must've had some very positive role models that brought me to this conclusion. I believed that when you got old you knew everything and had done everything and then you put your feet up and dropped pearls of wisdom from a chair of humility, smiled all day long and were just sooooo respected.

Now I know it's all about aches and pains, crepe skin, sagging muscles, memory loss, bad eyesight (I just tried to rub a full stop off the screen of my laptop) and dryness - EVERYWHERE! and regrets for the mountains I haven't climbed...

How could I have looked forward to this?

I'm scared about next year. There are big changes coming in my life. My kids, who I home schooled, are grown. I will have to look for work. Hopefully I will learn something, find some wisdom and humility and pick up some muscle tone along the way. I still have mountains to climb.

If I was in Samoa I could jump across the dateline every day and be ageless.
Being one of the first to see 2012 feels like sitting in the first carriage of a roller coaster but I promise not to throw up and hit you all in the face.



  1. I try to stay young at heart by maintaining my sense of humor. Now I am trying to get a little more eXercise so I can hang around awhile longer. Some days are just sad though, and today happened to be one of them. Mainly it is sadness for other people, not for myself really at all. But the weather has been nice so I have been out in it. And I got a super heavy duty coat with a huge hood for a Christmas present, unlike anything I have ever had, so when it does cool off drastically, I'll be ready!

  2. Hi esbboston. I know, I shouldn't be feeling sad for myself, it's not often I do. It was nice to read your comment so soon and imagining you in your coat - when it gets cold enough.

  3. The terrible signs of getting old,dryness EVERYWHERE! Aint that the truth.

    I was also told, that you know you're getting old when you use words like 'whipper snapper.' (which I have)

    So welcome to the old fogey's club, though I'm not ready to be put out to pastures just yet.

    Happy New Year Julie. Hope it's a good one!

  4. Happy New Year to you too Lilly. Nice to meet another two pegger. It's when you call youngens 'whipper snipper' (a thing we cut grass with here in oz) that you know your mind is going too far south.

  5. Terraria!!! Good call. Happy New Year!

  6. Oooh, I know what you mean; I’m in the 30-60 bracket too. I’ve already got a fading memory, and, umm, can’t remember what I was going to say now.

    Anyway, Happy New Year!

  7. It's here and I'm still the same. Why can't life be like Terraria? Happy New Year to you too Evan and Lilly. Lilly dancing makes grey matter (INSIDE the head)...


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