In 2011, every member of my immediate family went to New York City -- except me.
In 2012, I have found myself admitting on a regular basis that I, as one of Aveyron's few American residents, have NEVER EVER been there...whereas both of my daughters, as well as my husband have. Did in 2011. Whatever.
The 2011 NYC frenzy spread through my family like a virus.
First my eldest daughter started to plan a trip there with her boyfriend for August 2011.
Then they invited my husband to join them for a week.
Don't get me wrong, it's not like I was NOT invited. But I would have had to give up precious time with my family in Olympia to go...so I didn't go. Haven't been. Whatever.
As a result, through a connection my eldest daughter made, my youngest daughter found a great internship there, which she carried out in December. So now she's been there too. Went in 2011. Whatever.
All of this explains our family New Year's greeting...which, despite the oh-so-American theme, has very little to do with me.