And now, the end is near,
And so I face the final curtain.
My friends, I'll say it clear;
I'll state my case of which I'm certain.
Well, the end is near. Not the end of you or I, but the end of 2010 and this blog. What started out as a late night ramble on New Year's Eve 2009, an experiment in expression, turned into a satisfying creative outlet and a nice narrative of our preteritus annus. I didn't generate a lot of followers, although someone from Moscow and someone from Hawaii seemed to come back often. I do know that certain family members enjoyed the blog. Thanks to anyone and everyone who has read these prosaic posts. And, at least, it will serve as a certain legacy of mine, a written record that my kids can pass on to their kids...
We not only survived 2010 and all its oddities, but we flourished. It was quite the exasperating year, from the trials and tribulations of trading, to the Attack of the Magnutron, the weird whirling dervish-like weather, aardvarks running amuck (no wait, that didn't happen) and two darling kids who think they are teenagers. It was extremely sad that we lost Nana after 92 years; but we must be thankful that everyone remained healthy throughout the year (no major bellybutton surgeries). And throughout it all, we were fortunate enough to do some wonderful traveling and to experience many memorable events.
2011 will certainly bring some major challenges. It's always something. Work is work. Josh is getting closer to being a bar mitzvah and has recently fully discovered an interest in the opposite sex. Jilly will need braces soon and is just too cute for her own good. Fozzie is still kicking and Cubby (all 72 pounds) is maturing into a cuddly dog with delightful personality who still likes to eat things. Our cars are getting on in miles/age. We still have the AZ properties to deal with. The Cubs have yet to win the World Series (seriously, resigning Wood is our best hope??? Ah well, there's always the next, next year. Cubs winning it all in 2012 would definitely signal the apocalypse!) But we'll figure it out. We always do. We are the Go Go Greene's. And 2011, even though it's a dumb sounding number (although prime), will bring even more travel adventures and many more warm and wonderful memories. And remember: you got to get in to get out.
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