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Enjoy The Season

January rolls around quickly and with it, resolutions, diets, exercise, frugality and other forms of personal denial.  Until then finish up the pumpkin pie, the rice crispy treats, the puppy chow, peanut clusters, and cherry pie.

Along with a New Year comes hope of continued health, and general contentment.  For me friends and happy family are the greatest gift.  This past year we welcomed Norah Grace  and dang if she hasn't swept through our lives like Sherman's March.  Just a note of thanks for the people in BFE, Galesburg, Aledo, Peoria, Bushnell, Seaton, Port Byron, Rio, Knoxville, and Saint Petersburg who inhabit my mind and heart.

My resolutions for the New Year shall remain, at this time, hidden.   I concede not all have been successful, but New Years Day marks the 11th year of no cigarettes, so successful projects are possible.

So with hope for the future I predict 2012 will be one of the best yet for Team Blythe.  We are going to tackle nagging problems with fervor and resoluteness.  Many people don't have goals or resolutions for a new year and to that I say "Humbug!"  Always strive for 'better'.

Here's hoping your goals are met with success in the New Year, too.   

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