My friend, Stacey, ringing in the New Year in style...
Harry and I right before the garlic butter incident - it's really apparent since I'm still smiling at this point:
AND right after the smiling shot above, Harry decided it would be funny as hell to tackle me in front of the Christmas tree while I was trying to take an artsy pic of the blue sparkly ball - in black and white:
And this is what happens when, once your hubby tackles you in the middle of the living room floor, he begins to hump you like a rabid dog, leading to the next picture:
I figure I'll take down the tree... um... March-ish?