This is the Year Of

it's kinda funny. not funny ha-ha, but funny make-the-corner-of-your-mouth-kinda-curve-up-a-little-when-you-bemuse-yourself kinda funny.

i wrote the title to this blog entry and immediately began hearing the Tears for Fears song "Year of the Knife." now, i love Tears for Fears but they got it all wrong. summer won't turn to winter, love won't turn to stone. if anything, tears will turn into laughter, lead will turn into gold.

back in 2007, it was the Year of Secrets compete with: the Season of Temporary Insanity; the Invasion of the unFunk; the writing of the Funky Love Letter of Closure; the Inner Demon Tea Party and Imminent Fatal Gorge-Fest; the Multiversal Jiggy Snake and Funktastic Yayness; and last but not least, the introduction of Delena of the Funkywild.

2008 was the Year of the Delena with...well, wetter, wilder, and more interesting problems to solve. it was a greater definition of who Delena is, what she stands for, where she's going.

2009 was the Year of the Funky Wow! (exclamation point included). since i had a rather good handle on Delena of the Funkywild, it was time to realize my place in a bigger picture, and to develop a closer, intimate relationship with the Jiggy Snake. because i am God, and you are God, and i just thought i'd let you know. *grin*

so what holds 2010 in store for me?

well, as i sit here at 03:45 on New Year's Day, with my cat (my very large cat) whom i rescued on Christmas of the Year of Secrets as a cold, hungry, desperate kitten now sprawled on my lap looking up at me with a very contented kitty smile and purring like thunder...as i feel this thickness in my middle that can only be my burgeoning new child...as i listen to that child's father breathing deeply and evenly behind me...

...after looking backward, then downward, then inward, then upward...growing in love and soulfunk and passion and strength...

...knowing i have a whole, wide world to begin showing to a brand-new person here soon?

well, i suppose that makes 2010 the Year of the Basics, now doesn't it? =)

may the Funk be with you.

Dear 2009,

...I'm actually going to miss you. I know. Loads of people hated you and, let's be honest, you were a total bitch to a few of my really good friends. But you and me saw some good times: I found a fantastic job that I love, met the man of my dreams, fulfilled one of my remaining deepest desires (to get pregnant again), I know who my friends are, and didn't have to let anyone go. So...thanks! We had some times. =)