I can’t believe it’s been a week since I last blogged…something strange happened after Christmas, and I sort of forgot to do everything I normally do. Sure, I got up and went to work - and I went to physical therapy…and got my allergy shot…and went grocery shopping…actually, now that I think about it, blogging appears to be the only thing I forgot to do. Go figure.

So…what have we been up to? Well. Christmas was great…and it was fantastic actually having CU around to celebrate it this year, instead of opening gifts and sharing the experience via Yahoo! instant messenger.

Tuesday, we avoided the malls and I experienced my very first Fafarazzi live draft. It was fun…even though we got started late and I was up until close to midnight. I get rather cranky when I’ve missed my sleep window of opportunity, so rounds 8, 9 and 10 were a little sketchy. I think I have a pretty good team though…and am confident. I really, really, really need Philip Seymour Hoffman’s girlfriend to have their baby. One place I heard it was due in November…then another was December 20, so who knows.

Other than that, we’ve just been hanging around the house. I worked, CU read…we braved the mall and experienced The Great Coach Gloves Return Caper, and also watched some movies. After sitting in our DVR for about two months, we finally watched The Aristocrats. Oh. My. God. Seriously, one of the funniest things I’ve ever seen - my cheeks hurt when we finished, because it was so damn funny. If you don’t know the premise, it’s a documentary of sorts where comics of varying ages, genders, colors and personalities share their experience with one specific joke.

The funny thing is the point of the joke is to make it as vile and disgusting and stomach-turning as possible. Let me just say…I will never look at Bob Saget the same way again, especially when combined with his guest-star appearance on Entourage. If you’re offended easily, skip it…because you aren’t the target audience. I highly recommend it though, if you have a stomach of steel and you won’t spend the next week complaining about how “inappropriate” it was.

What else happened…CU dropped a bottle of nail polish while trying to clean out all the expired drugs from our medicine cabinet, prompted by a gloom-and-doom Good Morning America segment we saw at the gym that morning. The bottle shattered all over the bathroom counter, the wall, our electric toothbrush, the garbage can, the floor, CU and the towel he had swathed around his McSteamyish hips. I swear, the funny just keeps coming around our house.

And last night…we went out to dinner for New Year’s Eve. Since we started dating, every year we go out for New Year’s Eve. Up until CU was deployed, we generally hit one of the local hotel parties…but the quality of the parties started deteriorating, so this year we went to one of our favorite restaurants for a fantastic meal, a great bottle of wine and other miscellaneous entertainment. We saw a woman in a leather dress, a woman in a crocheted dress, a woman with some sort of animal wrapped around her plunging neckline, and Aaron Carter…who text-messaged his entire meal, much to the dismay of his grumpy date. The great thing about Aaron Carter, was he actually had a very sharp outfit on…except he was wearing a white belt. I have no idea when that would be fashion-appropriate. We even saw a group of about eight be seated in another room…then all of them walked out of the restaurant 15 minutes later. Not sure what was up with that…I didn’t see any mice or anything. Like I said, the funny just keeps coming.

I bumped into one of the hostesses in the restroom, and when I told her we were having a great time, she confided they had double-booked the 8:30 p.m. reservations, which explained why things looked totally out of control for about 45 minutes. There were busboys everywhere, servers who looked precariously close to dumping large trays of food…and the maitre’d…who is about 6′7″ and clunked around like Lurch. Again, funny.

After that, we came home and toasted the new year with a glass of champagne, then watched Entourage until I finally fell asleep. A great end to a very interesting year. The best part? No hangover.

Happy New Year to all of you!