2011 was uncomfortably introspective.
I'm not sure it's possible to plan any kind of wedding without feeling selfish and disappointing some people. I still feel like a buoy bobbing in the jetski wake of such an us-focused year. A few weeks ago, Nick and I got into it about our holiday cards. The last thing I wanted was to subject our families to more of our smug faces, and I'd already found some darling letterpress Feliz Navidad cards on Etsy. Nick was excited about sending a photo and I couldn't really articulate my disdain without just sounding like a cranky asshole (They turned out cute.)
In 2012, I want to toast others' successes and disappear into my own boring interests. Also, I insist on seeing the ocean on a hot day. It's been so long.