Yes, ma'am! I'm not writing one of those treacly Christmas letters this year (or any year) but if I were, I'd be humble bragging about how I got to go to Africa with my husband and younger son and his wife and her parents, and we had a fabbo time, and while there, on the VERY SAME DAY as my husband's and my 20th wedding anniversary, I sat on the porch of a gorgeous hotel room with a view of Mt. Kenya while I was on the phone with my agent in New York, negotiating a BOOK DEAL. And now I've got the signed contract.

So yeah, 2023 has had its quirks, but I'm pretty happy with it.