The ocean. Lots of it.
Wyoming.
Cape Cod.
Astoria, Portland, Seattle, Long Beach Peninsula, Seaside.
Cheerful reunions.
Sad departures.
An(other) ill-advised love affair.
Time with Joe (never ill-advised).
Medical crises.
Tearful calls home.
Smartphone.
Good books.
The end — the very, very end — of Harry Potter.
"Mad Men," "Band of Brothers," "Firefly," "Flight of the Conchords."
Good beer.
Better wine.
Amazing coffee.
Cowboys bowl game!
New friends.
Old friends.
Relatives who've turned out to be good friends.
My amazing, brilliant brother in the Navy.
Gingerbread houses. Cardboard boats. Squirrels, squirrels, squirrels.
One — and only one — haircut. I know. I'm kind of proud of it, too.
Farewell, 2011. I'm not sure whether I'm happy or sad to see you go.
