So I've never really felt like the "New Year" is the new year. Nothing is refreshed, renewed, or reawakened on January 1st. It's all muddy and gloomy. That's not new. The new year should be in Spring. Anyway, the holidays are over and I wanted to take a minute to tell everyone how much I love them and appreciate having you in our lives (even the people I hardly talk to or are major pains in my ass). The Lynn family loves you, even when our narrative shifts from first-person to second-person to third-person.
What's up for the new year? Well, Sean is still in the thinking stages of the chicken coop, claiming all the while that, "There's not enough time, never enough time." Kaya can't wait to get back to school and she wants to start cello lessons -- okay, WE want her to start cello lessons. Max still tells us that he detests school, but he loves his electric guitar. I swear, if I hear, "I AM IRON MAN!!!" one more time I am going to sue Ozzy Osbourne and Robert Downey Jr myself. I (Shannon) am starting a beginning French course on January 5th.
We wish you all love, luck, and focus in all of your new adventures. Please do the same for us. Till next time. . . .