Hello, 2016!

Happy 2016! How did you ring in the new year? Clay and I welcomed 2016 like only a 29 and 30 year-old know how:

In our pajamas.

For the duration of our marriage, Clay and I have always made it a point to attend a New Year's Eve party or, as was the case in 2013, throw a New Year's Eve party. We've counted down to midnight in bars, in other people's houses, and even once at an extravagant party that charged you a pretty penny just to get in.

This year we were kinda tired. We just wanted a quiet, relaxed night at home with movies, yummy snacks, warm blankets, and our beagle. We finished our movie just in time to switch over to cable and watch Ryan Seacrest and his perfectly gelled tresses drop the giant sparkly ball in Times Square. We toasted glasses of champagne. We gave each other a smooch. I kissed Joey. I made Clayton kiss Joey. Then we turned on an episode of The Office.

 Our first picture of 2016.

On New Year's Day we had dinner with Clayton's parents and ate pork sausage and sauerkraut, as is the German tradition for luck and blessings in the new year. I think we took our Christmas tree down, too. Actually, that might have been the next day. I don't remember. All I know is that on New Year's Day, we started binge-watching Making a Murderer on Netflix and the rest of my holiday weekend was a total blur. I didn't put on pants or wash my hair until I went back to work this morning because I was too consumed with the conspiracy theories surrounding Steven Avery's murder trial. 

Have you seen this docu-series yet? HAVE.YOU. SEEN. IT? Go watch it now so we can talk about it. I recommend calling in sick to work because once you get started, you'll wanna watch all 10 hours in one sitting. Just grab a bag of Cheetos and get comfortable. 

I have no idea what I believe. Just ... go watch it. 

Yeah? Yeah.

^^People who have seen it will get this reference. It's now the only way Clayton and I answer phone calls from each other. 

I didn't really make any New Year's Resolutions this year. Making yearly goals is kind of hit or miss with me. I like making them, but I'm terrible about sticking with them or remembering I made them in the first place. I'm all about bettering yourself, but whenever I put pressure on myself to make a drastic change in my life, I'm usually just setting myself up for failure. "This year I'm going to stop obsessively worrying about everything!" How's that one working out for you, Courtney? Not so good? Can't imagine why. I would assume that quitting a life-long habit that's actually embedded in your brain chemistry would be as easy as 1-2-3!

Not so much. It's more realistic for me to try to simply relax more. Or try meditation. Or pray more often.

Now those are things I know I can do.

As for 2016, I'm just going to make it a point to be less of an a$$hole to myself. I'm really hard on me. And it's not fair. In turn, it'll make me less of an a$$hole to other people.

What does that look like as far as action items go? I'm not sure yet. This morning it started off with simply looking in the mirror as I was brushing my hair and thinking to myself, "You're okay."

Did you make any New Year's Resolutions? What are you looking forward to most in 2016?