TOAST TO THAT.

I think I have outgrown writing NYE tributes to the departing year. That, or.. I'm just lazy. Take a trip down my entry history for this year if you want a summary of my highs and lows (both that I am endearingly grateful and blessed for).

It's safe to say, it was just one of those.... "YOU JUST HAD TO BE THERE"-kind of years.

But 2008? HATE OR GREAT? Hmm.. I've found my happy medium.

With that said,
2009, YOU GON' BE MINE.
Hello legality (yeeebaby!),
Hello episodes of experiences,
Hello another unpredictable year,
Hello same grounded but grown me.

I'm taking all I got (yes, ya'll too) and then some
from this year and all other previous years as I...

"Raise your glasses, your glasses to the sky."
I SAID, "TOAST MOTHAFCKA, TOAST"

Let's.
Drop.
That.
Ball.
Already.