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There's nothing like ringing in the new year with a new handknit phone sock. But I jest. If I hadn't used up my meager savings paying off doctor bills in December and hadn't gotten sick with a light head cold (picked up from whom last week, I wonder?), I definitely would have dressed myself in a tight black dress and heels and walked over to see Pink Martini at the Crystal Ballroom last night. Yeah, baby.
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Oh, and there was a nap for a few hours in there somewhere in which I dreamed my mother and step-father had just bought a giant old farmhouse, the many bare rooms, closets, cupboards, and wooden floors all painted the palest ice blue. And while I was visiting, I kept seeking a corner in which to spend a few moments alone. But no—extended family members kept barging in, me running up and down various staircases to escape them, the mildest sort of nightmare.
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Ah, another new year—time again to face myself head-on in one of my many wall mirrors and sob over doors taken and not taken (free tips: Never get married, Never acquire two English degrees), about clocks ticking and the ravages of time. But at least I have a new handmade hippy-colored phone sock, a wool-blend, scrap-yarn cover (virtually free!) in which to protect my phone case that itself encloses my now-outdated phone. Go 2014!