Clara has been barfing since Saturday night, and I feel terrible too. So, instead of spending a much-anticipated night in the OC with good friends who we get to see WAY too little of, we're going to sit on our couch, eat takeout, watch the ball drop in NYC, and most likely call it a night long before 2008 hits the West coast.
Oh well. Things could be worse.
All feeling sorry for myself aside, here's wishing a very happy new year to all of my loved ones near and far... 2007 brought both a lot of joy and sorrow to quite a few of our dear friends this year. Here's a toast to 2008 bringing far more of the former and very little of the latter.
Cheers!
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We hear ya... tim and I were sick most of our trip- tim with a cold for half of it, and then our stomachs were not right the entire time. The beach and sun made up for any little trifles though... doesnt that work for you too? 'Dont worry, the beach is here, be happy'
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