Thursday, January 31, 2013

The Ultimate Survey Part 2

Hello, break time. I really need you today. Girlfriend is dragging. Lack of sleep has made for a long morning, but don't you worry, faithful readers...I was up doing awesome things.
Now on to Part 2 of the longestsurveyever series.

You’ve got the TV on, but you’re not really watching. What channel is the TV on?
I have this weird habit of turning the guide on and then getting distracted, so it just sits on the screen. Also, I haven't watched "live" tv in so long that my television has been on the SyFy channel for at least a week now. I have no clue what I would have been watching on that channel.

Name a song that never fails to make you happy.
So many! Lips of an Angel by Hinder, Sweet Escape by Gwen Stefani, Under Pressure by Queen, anything by Eric Church or Bret Michaels. Also a ton of songs by Theory of a Deadman and Seether. And Nickleback. And Cher.

You know at least one person named Michael. Tell me about him.
I have a cousin named Michael, but I haven't seen him in like ten years. The only other Michael I can think of is Zawisky, who texted me when I was in the hospital back in June, but has since deleted me off Facebook. Not really sure what is up with that.

Have you ever read the “missed connections” on Craigslist? Have you ever posted one, or wanted to?
I am not big into Craigslist, but I have seen the missed connections section, and it makes me giggle. One time a guy asked me out in Wal-mart and gave me his number, which I never used. I wonder if he posted a message to me there?

If you could pick anywhere to live the rest of your life, where would it be?
I am not going anywhere - my roots are too deep here in the Omaha metro area. However, if I could take every single person with me, I would move somewhere where I never have to get in my car and see a single digit temperature. (Mother Nature is a tricky bitch.)

Can money buy happiness?
I think having enough money to cover bills and buy toys makes a person happier, yes. I don't think it's enough, though. So no. It can get you started on the road to happiness, but then you have to finish the trip yourself.

Do you drink? Smoke? Do drugs? Why, or why not?
I don't really drink anymore - maybe once a month. I get wasted maybe twice a year? I have no problem with people that do, I just hate wasting time being hungover. I don't smoke, I think it's gross and I wish I could get my parents to quit. Maybe I should convince the grandkids they need to ask them to quit. Also, I don't and have never done drugs. I don't know how, and I don't know how I would get them. I never really cared before about people who do drugs, I figured it was none of my business. However, now I think people who do drugs and put them above their families (including their awesome, adorable, loving daughter) are scum of the earth and the most selfish sonsabitches I have ever known. And I will punch her in the face if I ever see her again.

Is there anyone close to you that you know you can’t trust? You don’t have to give names.
Of course. I have learned there are some people you can't count on for certain things. It's fine. You just adjust and depend on them for other things. Or cut them out.

Where was your favorite place to go when you were a little kid?
I loved going to my Grandma and Grandpa Neppl's for a lot of reasons - the swing on the tree, the basement, Grandma's flower beds. I also loved going to my Grandma Wilson's, but only when Grandpa was alive. He would lie in the living room with us and watch cartoons. Also, we would sometimes get to hang out in Aunt Juana's room, who had every cassette tape imaginable and tons of makeup and hair stuff. Also Grandma had this awesome toy box and a ton of books. Whatever happened to that woman? Now she is a rag.

Have you ever spent a night in the hospital?
I never had an overnight hospital stay (besides being born, which I don't really remember) until this year when I had my tumor removed. My first gig in the hospital was for the angiogram and the removal, and that took 5 days. Then I got to spend another night there when I fainted and got admitted through the ER. I never plan on staying in a hospital again, and even asked the nurse if she would arrange a tubal removal surgery to yank out my one tube, just to guarentee no future overnight hospital visits. She was not on board. She was, however, on board with getting me out of there as soon as possible, as I proved to be a very difficult patient.

Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Mother Nature is a b-word

I cannot believe I am going to blog about the weather, but I cannot freaking handle this anymore.

I hate winter with the passion of Christ. With the passion of 138718471 suns. With a hatred like I've never posessed for anything in my life.

I am cold ALL THE TIME. It is like 75 degrees in my apartment and I am still freezing every minute. I am freezing all day at work. I wear huge sweaters to try to keep warm. I type with mittens on. I can't warm up.

Waking up to snow this morning was like a slap to my already frozen face. Are you kidding me? Get your shit together Mother Nature.

I have no idea how to get warm. Right now I am wearing knee socks, Ugg-type boots, pants, a shirt and this huge sweater. And I am freezing to the point that my nose is dripping just because my brain is like a dripping icicle.

Maybe I should start wearing underwear? Would that warm me up?

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

The Ultimate Survey Part 1

This is a doozy.

I ran across this questionnaire/survey thing on a website and the questions are interesting, but you guys...this thing is a doozy. 

It's 100 questions. I am going to break this up into many, many parts. And it may take me ten years to finish it. But we'll see what happens. 

I'll start with the first ten questions.

Are you young at heart, or an old soul?
First question, and I don't know how to answer it. I am young in the sense that I like Disney, cartoons and coloring. I am also young in the fact that I lead with my heart and emotions and sometimes I wish I still lived with my parents. However, I am going gray and right now I can't wait to go to bed. Not to actually sleep, but just to lay. I guess if I was to go a bit deeper with this question, I don't feel like I am an old soul. I feel like my soul is exactly 32 years old. 

What makes someone a best friend?
I am lucky enough to have a few people I consider best friends, both male and female. My female best friends are women who make me laugh, make me think, and are up for anything. They respect my opinions and my right to be a moron sometimes. They listen and give me advice without judging me. My male best friends are ones that give me a different perspective, do nothing with me and have the best time, and are completely honest even though it stings. 

What Christmas (or Hanukkah) present do you remember the most?
My all time best Christmas morning was waking up to my She-ra castle. 

Tell me about a movie/song/tv show/play/book that has changed your life.
There are so many books that effected me. As a kid, The BabySitters Club and anything by Judy Blume helped me get through adolescence. As an adult, Jennifer Weiner writes books about big girls who can still work it, which I really needed at that time. As corny as it sounds, the Twilight series changed me and made me a little more romantic than I ever thought I was. 

Name one physical feature that you like about yourself, and one you dislike.
I know this is conceited, but I really like my face. Now that it's a little thinner, I like my cheekbones, my eyes and my chin line. There are many things I dislike, but the area I hate the most are my armpits. Somehow I can lose 90 pounds and still have fat armpits that make it impossible to wear a tank in public. Should make swimsuit shopping for the Bahamas fun!

Would you like to reconnect with any friends you’ve lost contact with?
This may sound bitchy...but no. I have had a lot of great friends, but I suck enough at keeping in touch with the people in my life right now. I believe every relationship has a purpose, and some are meant for memories.

What’s more important in a relationship: physical attraction or emotional connection?
I think it's more important to have a physical attraction if an intimate relationship is what you are gong for. You can be emotionally connected all day long, but if there's no spark then that will make for a long, cold, boring life.

Name a movie that you knew would be terrible just from reading the title.
This is not a good question for me - I am the worst movie picker ever. I should have known that a movie called Les Miserables would make me want to die, but I still went to it. 

What holiday do you most look forward to?
I get really excited for all holidays - I really like dressing up, so I usually love Halloween. I love Thanksgiving. 4th of July! My birthday! Jeans Day on Fridays. I get excited for almost every day.

How is the relationship between you and your parents?
I know my parents love me, and I love them for sure. I think they often wonder what I'm up to, or why I do the things I do...but I know in the end they just want me happy, and that's enough for them. And I just want them to enjoy life now that there are no kids in the house, so I hope they do. 

Monday, January 28, 2013

Taking a 15

It's one of those days I'm going to need to take advantage of being an hourly employee and getting two fifteen minute breaks. Maybe it's the weather (very dreary, foggy, sprinkley) or maybe it's the fact that I have the slightest touch of a cold, but I am just getting into my groove yet.

I decided to spend my first 15 minute break blogging. Lucky you.

My weekends are beyond busy anymore. I have no idea why. Even when I was off for the whole month of December, I didn't seem to have a lot of down time. I'm not exactly sure what is up with that, but at this point I would kill for a day with my DVR. Maybe this coming Saturday?

Friday night kicked off with bra shopping at Dillards in CB, then I met Missy for dinner before we hit the ice skating competition at the Century Link Center. Now I can't lie...I didn't know exactly what I was watching. For a split second I thought it was the Olympics, but then I realized that can't be right. Missy said it's just a competition that is held every year. All I know for sure is 1. It was freezing to death until I died in the arena. 2. I ate ice cream anyway. 3. The judging seemed rigged. and 4. Those boys fall down a lot.

Saturday morning I got up and ran my fastest 5K (33 minutes, 20 seconds. Shut up. That's good for me.) and then went to pick up Mom and Gram. We went to the Classic Cafe in Malvern to eat lunch, because Peg told me the hot beef is amazing, made from scratch, using real meat, etc, etc. I told Gram if she didn't like it, she was going to have to just give up the search. We have been looking for a good hot beef lunch for her for well over a year now, and I am out of ideas.

Guess what? She actually liked it, except it was too much. So next time we will ask for half of it to be boxed up right from the start, and she will be happy. Amazing. Never thought that day would come.

After that, I met Gavin, Eric, Nicole and Kate at the bowling alley in Glenwood. Gavin was acting like he was on crack, and he bowled like nine games in a row (he was on his own lane). He invited us over after, and then Eric invited us to go to dinner as a family (he is so weird sometimes). So we went to the best family place I know...Hooters. Gavin didn't really understand the dancing, but he did like his grilled cheese sandwich.

Sunday Missy and I went to church. I do like this going to church every Sunday thing, but the Catholic church next door to me is proving to be a little much. So I went to a Lutheran church with her on Sunday. I liked it a lot - it was a contemporary service, so the songs were more upbeat and everything was just more casual. I like not dealing with holy water (I just think it's so gross...don't strike me dead, God) and all the traditions that Catholics do that I can't get on board with weren't happening. So I may stick to that church for awhile, but Missy is also on this kick to go to a different church every Sunday, so I may stick with her crazy religion tour of Omaha. After that we went to breakfast (I ate a lot this weekend) and then to Katie's. I went home after that and finally took my tree down (don't judge) and cleaned out a bunch of stuff. Then Katie came over and we watched the SAG awards.

15 minute break is up.

Thursday, January 24, 2013

Breaking up is hard to do

I went through three break ups this week. I know. What can I say, I'm easy.  

The first two I was the dumper. It was hard, but I just deleted them out of my life. 

Mike and Molly. Deleted.
Go On. Deleted. 

That's right. I deleted them right off my DVR and out of my life. This did not come without hesitation. I love Melissa McCarthy. But I can't handle her naggy character on the show. And her mother-in-law is the most unlikable character I have ever come across on my many (many, many) hours of television watching. 

It was very hard to break up with Go On. I am a long time lover of Matthew Perry. Chandler has so many characteristics that I want in a future husband. But I just can't deal with the show anymore. 

Last night I got dumped. American Horror Story Asylyn ended, for good. Sure, the show will be back next season, but everything will be different. The best moment on tv last year was when Adam Levine used his own spit...to lube...himself...before laying it into his wife in an abandoned insane asylum. SO HOT. But now that's over.

Yes, I know I watch too much TV. And my DVR is one of the most important items in my house. I can't even remember my life without it. 

Sunday, January 20, 2013

“There's a big world out there. Bigger than prom, bigger than high school, and it won't matter if you were the prom queen or the quarterback of the football team or the biggest nerd. Find out who you are and try not to be afraid of it.”

My little Teammate Allison is nearing the end of 8th grade. When we hung out this week, I was really anxious to paint our nails and talk about the skating rink, like we usually do. But she had met with the high school counselors that day, so she wanted to actually have a serious talk about what high school is like, what classes she should take, and her life.

This is where I realized - I am seriously responsible for being like, a caring and trusted adult in this girls life. The things I say to her could be things she remembers forever, like when Connie Sperling told me not to worry about what people think of my decisions with boys, to just follow my heart and do what makes me happy (something I have always done). Or when Mr. Hale (number one favorite teacher of all time) told me one day that I looked "really happy. You should always do things that make you look this happy." I took that advice to heart, and I am happy most of the time.

What can I say to Allison to make an impact like that? And what can I tell her about high school that will be honest, but not scare the crap out of her? I have started a list (go figure) and I hope I can help this poor girl get through the next four years.

1. When I met her last year, she wanted to either be a doctor or a teacher. Now she wants to be a medical assistant. Yes, it's the same industry as a doctor, but I want to tell her that it's okay to change your mind, and it's okay to not be sure. She's gonna change her mind so many times. In high school, I wanted to be a journalist. I wrote for the college newspaper, but by the end of that I hated interviewing people and being so judged. I went into casinos, and now I'm in education, which makes no sense but it seems to be a good fit.

2. It's okay to get your heart broken. Don't be scared. It's normal to cry over boys, and one may really kick your heart's ass.

3. I never once smoked or drank in high school. I didn't try pot. I didn't have sex. And you know what? I'm awesome, and I live an awesome life. I may have been a prude in high school, but I waited until I was older and wiser to make those types of decisions. It's okay to do that. It's also okay to just smoke bomb a party if you can feel things are getting too intense for you.

4. You are going to do things in high school you regret. I told some lies, hurt some feelings and made a fool out of myself a lot. Just remember that every time you are mean to someone, or start a rumor, or tell a lie, you are affecting someone's life and they may never forget that.

5. Go to school every day. Go to class, and suck in all you can. It's okay to be a nerd and get good grades. Later, smart girls are hot (or they may be hot now...I'm not exactly up on the high school scene).

6. Go to all the dances. Go to the football games (and the baseball games..damn boys in tight pants.) Spend weekends with your girlfriends, and break curfew. Make out for hours. Those are the memories you are going to treasure forever.

I am not always sure I am the best role model for Allison. I am really clueless. When I was in high school, mean girls in the grade above me egged my car because I was dating one of "their" boys. I made out with two of my brother's best friends. I hooked up with other girls boyfriends. I got in fights with pretty terrifying girls. I made out with a guy from Malvern (bad news) at work, on the clock, and got caught. I sat in a snow drift and cried once after a dance, and then got in a fight with my dad where I took a running leap into him, trying to knock him down. I was a trainwreck at best.

But I wouldn't have it any other way.

Saturday, January 19, 2013

10 things I learned from my time at KUCB094

As all you loyal readers know, I lost my job at Kaplan on Nov 30th. It actually has ended up being a blessing, and everything has oddly worked out well (knock on wood, fingers crossed, salt over shoulder). Now that my severance check has been cashed, I can officially put my Kaplan days behind me. Which, of course, involves a look back at what I learned from my three years as registrar.

1. I can do anything. When I started at Kaplan, I was a casino lifer who knew promotions, events and sales (kinda). I got hired as the registrar for KU, and I really didn't even know what that meant. I walked into a disaster that was disorganized to levels I had never seen. Every single day when I left, I didn't think the next day could be worse. The only reason I stayed was because Nick was there. But slowly, I restructured everything and took over the school. Somehow, I got everyone to believe I knew what I was doing, and soon we were a well oiled machine.

2. You don't have to be a good person, a good worker or a good manager to get promoted. At Kaplan, I met some of the worst people I hope to ever meet in my life. No joke. And that is saying a lot, considering some of the people I knew at the casinos. These people are liars, manipulators and just plain bad people. But somehow they got promoted and I got laid off. It goes to show that you don't have to be smart or hardworking to succeed in some companies. You just have to be willing to drink the kool-aid and lie with the big shots.

3. Some people will beat the odds to come out on top.  During my three year stint, I worked with a lot of students. Some of them shocked the hell out of me. They dealt with abusive relationships, vehicle issues, money problems, health issues...and they managed to do well in school and graduate. My favorite day every ten weeks was switching people to graduates, especially when they were the people I didn't think would make it.

4. Some people have an excuse for every single aspect of their lives. However, for every person who surprised me, there were ten who made me puke with their stupid excuses for why they couldn't do it, or why it was Kaplan's (or my) fault as to why they were failing. I saw several students make it to their last term and then fail out. Why? My theory is that if they actually graduated, they would have no excuse to be a huge loser anymore. So instead, they would fail out so they could continue their pathetic lives.

5. I have it really good. I went straight to college after high school, graduated in four years and have been employed ever since. I have my masters degree. I have several connections, I can present myself and interview well. I have plenty of clothes to wear for every occasion, and I have a car that runs and is reliable. I have it made. Many, many students I saw at Kaplan aren't that lucky.

6. My family and friends are amazing. Not only am I luckier than many of our students when it comes to a support system, but I needed my friends to vent to when Kaplan got to be too much for me. Luckily, not only did I have great people in my real life, but I had a few great friends within the walls of KUCB.

7. Some people have no work ethics whatsoever. I have never experienced anything like what I saw at KUCB when it comes to lazy employees, starting all the way at the top. I have never seen so much grab ass, wasted times, extended lunch breaks, abuse of coming late/leaving early...it was pathetic. People would sit in each others office for HOURS with the door closed, mostly talking shit about anyone outside the door. Facebook and Pinterest were up more than the student data system. It makes working in an actual office where people just work a real culture shock.

8. I love community service. During my last year at KU, I was tasked with getting the campus more involved with the community. I got us involved with Keep Council Bluffs Beautiful, Relay for Life, The Micah House, Teammates and Habitat for Humanity. I absolutely loved this, and I plan to stay involved. I am thankful for this, if nothing else, from my Kaplan days.

9. Getting involved in the drama is not worth it and it can make you cray cray. It was far too easy to get all wrapped up (and so angry) with the Kaplan bullshit. Especially when it centered around everyone's hatred for one single person. I am completely guilty of getting into it, but I am going to work hard to never get that into it again.

10. Planking is hilarious, I don't care who are you. And I will go to my grave saying that my boss's complete overreaction to this was by far the most ridiculous thing I dealt with at that place.



Tuesday, January 15, 2013

The Biggest Loser

I have never watched The Biggest Loser. However, after downloading the 30 Day Shred I got super obsessed with Jillian Michaels. When I heard she was coming back, I set my DVR to try out a few episodes.  I didn't think I would like this show, mainly because it's annoying that these people can lose 10+ pounds a week and I sometimes struggle to lose one.

I'm so obsessed with this show. I want Jillian Michaels to be my friend. She is amazing and I want to meet her.

This show has completely changed the way I work out. I am in a competition with everyone in the gym. I want to sweat more, workout longer, run faster. It's kind of awesome. Tonight, all I wanted to do was run longer and faster than the girl on the treadmill next to me. I won. Suck on that, skinny girl.

This is working for me now, because all the resolutioners are still in the gym, so there is always someone on the treadmill next to me. Hopefully they all stick to it, so I can continue to kick their asses.

Monday, January 14, 2013

Blind spots

I know this is in my head, but I seem to be invisible lately. People cut me off on the roads, they cut me off in aisles at the store, and I've actually had carts rammed into me. It's so bad that during an entire Walmart adventure last week, I actually thought I had died at some point during the day and I was Bruce-Willis--I-See-Dead-People-ing it around Walmart. Not until the cashier spoke to me was I sure I was alive.

This has got me thinking about blind spots, not only actual blind spots that vision doesn't pick up, but blind spots with people. Some people cannot do wrong with me. I am blind to their faults, their lies, their bullshit. I'm so good about calling most people out on things, but there are some people who are just perfect in my eyes.

Kids, obviously, fall into this category. Even when I watch Cooper haul off and punch his mom right in the arm, I kinda think it's Hannah's fault. And Gavin can do no wrong in my book.

Wait. It's only my nephews who are in my blind spot. As I sit here, I remember Kaylee once taking a baseball bat to Gavin's head. After laughing a little bit (I mean, come on, it was a plastic bat), I totally told on Kaylee.

So clearly I favor boys. I always have. When a guy cheats on his girlfriend, I question what the girlfriend did wrong. I always makes excuses for guys. I always stick up for my boys, and I always have. I think most girls and women turn into nagging bitches once you put a ring on it, and I even went as far as hating Molly (as in Mike and Molly) after they got engaged cause man, a bitch can bitch, huh?

My grandpa and my dad completely fall into this category. My grandpa is one of the drunkest, rudest, most racist people alive, but I think he's amazing. My dad is absolutely perfect, and don't try to tell me differently.

Other boys fall into this category as well. Pretty much any boy from Glenwood gets a free pass in my book.

So I guess a better thought it, if I favor males this much, why am I still single?

Thursday, January 10, 2013

It's okay

A lot of the bloggers that I follow do this "It's Okay Thursday" thing. I am not gonna lie - I will not do this every week. But today I am.

It's okay...that as soon as my boss asked me to come in and talk to her about a few things, I assumed I was getting laid off. Clearly I am scarred. Thank GOD it was pretty much the opposite of that.

It's okay...to think that my mom is acting like a high schooler. Seriously. Sometimes I think her head stopped maturing at age 16.

It's okay...to jump on the crazy train for a few hours. I jumped off. No need to get rid of me, I'm normal again.

It's okay...that I turned off all the lights and cuddled up under a blanket to watch American Horror Story last night, only to jump up two minutes later because I got scared.

It's okay...to live like a poor person. Until I get my severance payout and my first paycheck, I'm trying to live on nothing. It is really hard! Thank goodness it's temporary.

It's okay...that I'm planning on going to church this weekend, but I refuse to commit to going every week. I either need Jesus or therapy, and Jesus is free (poor person mentality right there).


Monday, January 7, 2013

Odd fears

Now that I get off work at 5p (winning), traffic is different than when I had to work til the middle of the night at Kaplan. I always get stuck in the same place on the interstate, and I always have the exact same thought...

"Oh my GOD, what would I do right now if the car beside me just pulled out a gun, to kill me drive by style, only I'm not moving, so really it's just cold blooded murder and I'm just sitting here singing Tay Swift and I'll never see it coming?!"

I am not kidding. Every day I have this thought. Also, my new place of employment is in the hood. So I assume at some point, I will get shot at.

Today when I was having these thoughts, I started thinking about all the other irrational fears I have. I have never even seen a gun in person, so I have no idea why I am so terrified of being shot. But I seriously think about it every single day. Other things I am irrationally afraid of...

1. A killer hiding in my shower. I have no reason to be scared of this. But when I get home, I have to check my shower.

2. Flushing the toilet in the middle of the night. Sorry, future husband. I don't do it. I pretend it's because I'm really into conserving water, but really it's this weird fear.

3. Changing lightbulbs. I am convinced that I will twist too hard and the lightbulb will shatter, and cut my hand into a million pieces, and then I will pass out from the blood. And no one will find me, because I live alone.

4. Kids dying in the middle of the night. Anytime I am responsible for a child overnight, I check their breathing at least once an hour. I don't know why I think they are going to just drop dead in the middle of the night, but it's seriously something I fret about when someone leaves me in charge of their children.

5. Playstation controllers. I don't know how to play a single playstation game, and I don't plan on ever learning. I think this fear stems from when I was at a boy's apartment one night, and he was at work. He didn't have cable, or a normal DVD player and I couldn't get any DVDs to work in his playstation except American History X. So I had to watch that movie, and it gave me nightmares for several weeks. SICK.

I am sure I have a billion more of these, but I just realized I haven't checked my shower in awhile so I need to go.


Thursday, January 3, 2013

Shoulds and shouldn'ts

I feel like lately I have been a victim of "should-ing". People seem to be thinking a lot about what I should and shouldn't be doing.

I should be married by now.
I should have kids by now.
I should weigh less.
I should have my christmas stuff put away by now.

And then, of course, there are the people shouldn't-ing me.

I shouldn't still care about him.
I shouldn't be eating that.
I shouldn't have drank so much on NYE.

Oh wait...that last one was me.

I had an extreme case of the should-shits yesterday. I started at Metro and on the drive home I had a complete panic attack.

I shouldn't have taken this job...I'm shouldn't be in higher ed...I should be doing something else...I shouldn't have taken a job this soon....

I was fa-reeeeaking out. I tried to sweat out my should-shits on the treadmill. But I got home and I was still in a panic. Only it had gotten worse.

Who am I? Why am I on earth? Why am I such a shitty person, and daughter, and friend, and lover? What the hell is wrong with me?

I decided the first thing to do to get out of my shouldy mood is a career assessment test. I'm not supposed to be in higher ed? Then what the fuck am I supposed to be doing?

I found a free test online and took it. The results? I should be a teacher or a religious leader.

Well, obviously being a religious leader is fucking out of the fucking picture. And a teacher? You mean like a professor? In higher ed? At a college?

After that I calmed down. Then I watched American Horror Story and realized my life ain't that bad. I went to bed smiling, and now today I'm fine.

But I may have some sort of anxiety and/or bipolar disorder.

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Peace out, 2012

My New Years Eve kicked major ass.

Every part of the day was awesome, and then I went to my friend Shannon's for her house party. This girl knows how to plan a party. She had a photo booth, Super Mario Brothers and a dessert counter!

What a great night. Happy New Year, everyone!