As I get older, and hopefully, wiser, I find myself looking forward more to the New Year than to Christmas. I love the excess of the holiday season, the festive mess left in the house, the excitement as my kids open their gifts. But Christmas doesn't do for me what it once did. As much as I hate putting away all the trappings of the season, I find that I'm really looking forward to having the house cleaned up, the yard cleaned up, and a new year ahead. Time to push the reset button and have another go at life.

I'm not trying to be maudlin. Just getting older, I suppose. Anyway, Happy New Year to all you wonderful, crazy, creative people. I wish you all the best.