I haven't stayed up this late listening to Dan Fogelberg, my only companion a bottle of wine, since I was much, much younger. Hello, 2013. Let's be the best of friends. Dream some dreams. Then make them come true. Make big, fat, delicious messes in the kitchen. Eat more cupcakes. Be kind. Be generous. Live with an open heart that loves unconditionally. Except for those mean bastards that will ultimately cross my path. Even though they likely need a hug more than anyone else. Okay, fine. I'll love them, too. Cautiously, though. Happy new year, y'all.