2014 is here at last, and 2013 has been retired to its proper place in history.
By which we mean that we threw a burlap bag over 2013, beat it repeatedly with an ax handle, dragged it to a shallow unmarked grave, and then sowed the ground with salt. We're also thinking seriously of going back tonight to drive a stake through its heart and stuff garlic in its mouth, just to be sure it won't be coming back.
Sadly, all of the festive Auld Lang Syne of New Year's doesn't mean we're getting an entirely clean start; we're still stuck with our same Auld politicians and problems, and we expect them to get particularly ugly in this crucial election year. Expect more race-baiting, "war on women" rhetoric, a greatly expanded "war on wealth," and of course the complete, utter, and entirely deliberate meltdown of Obamacare.
But those issues can wait until another day. Preferably a day on which we're not hungover and picking bits of confetti out of bodily crevices and nervously looking for ourselves in Youtube videos.
On a personal note, 2013 was a challenging year for the Jarlsberg family - and the friendship and support we received from all of you means more than you can ever know. And happily, the health-related problems which bedeviled us now seem to be largely (and successfully) resolved. Which is why 2014 seems to us like a year of new beginnings and unlimited possibilities. Which is also what we wish for you and for this wonderful nation.
So HAPPY NEW YEAR - and hang on tight. Odds are, it's going to be another wild ride!