Goodbye 2012

It's the first weekend of the new year, and spirits are high!  Everyone's (more than likely) coming off a short work week, there's tons of meaningful football on TV, and diets don't start 'til Monday.  Roll Tide!* 

"2013 is going to be MY YEAR!"  I've probably said this 50 times in the past week.  And I've meant it.  Passionately.  And believe it.  Whole-heartedly.  

But the more excited I get about the possibilities 2013 has to offer, the more I think back on 2012 and wonder why I am so adamant that it WASN'T my year.  Granted,  I did not accomplish a single item from this list, but, if I'm being completely honest with myself, half of those were probably unattainable anyway.  

The more I think back, the more I begin to realize that 2012 was kind to me.  Good things happened.  I had fun. 

I took this picture on opening day:   

I was in the ballpark for this:

I went here: 

and saw this guy:

and these guys: 

with this guy:

.

I stayed here: 

(Actual photo taken from our room's window.  I know, amazing right?1)

with this beautiful gal:

, 

with whom I celebrated one year of marriage in April, 2012.

I took this picture of my dad:

on one of the most fun weekends I've ever had in my life.  

I flew to Lubbock to see a cousin get married.  It was a wonderful time.  I danced.  In front of people.

I also went here while I was there:

.

I changed careers in 2012, and I couldn't be more happy.  I now get views like this:

almost on a daily basis.  But the best part is the stability and comfort I can now provide my family.  

I also played fantasy football for the first time ever.  This was my team:

and we were champions of the non playoff making losers bracket.  

So it appears 2012 kind of was my year. I can live with that.  I mean, good things happened.  I had fun.  

*  I am in no way expressing support of the University of Alabama or any of its athletic institutions.  However, thanks to this: 

I now say "Roll Tide" in any moment of exuberance.  I am not proud.