'Twas the Month of December

'Twas the month of December when all through the bay
Everybody was stirring, planning parties all day.
The dresses were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that the fun times soon would be there.

The girls were prepared for birthdays galore,
While visions of gifts never left them wanting more.
And Britt in her costume, and I in my sash,
Had just left the house for my big birthday bash.

When out at the bar there arose such a clatter,
We sang Call Me Maybe but no glass did we shatter.
For dinner the schnitzel was worth a salute,
And my Erdinger beer I done drunk from a boot.

The rest of the month was spent at more parties still,

With Louis' Christmas party warming the chill.

Twenty-six years both Gio and Mary made,
Carnie food and tapas to secure the upgrade!

Friends came to visit from lands near and far
To share a friendly drink from a mason jar.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But my main man Romo, sharing good cheer.

The parties continued, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment from my fingers they'd slip.
More rapid than eagles the fun went and came,
And I decided to cherish these great friends by name!

"Now Kristen! Now, Jodi! Now Jessie, and Mary!
On, Preetam! On, Gio! On Louis and Brittany!
To the top of the club! To the top of the wall!
Now dance away! Dance away! Dance away all!"

And then, in a twinkling, we were in San Jose
Prancing and eating and laughing all day.
To the Uncles' Christmas party we went with a bound,
And fun times with Britt's family never slowed down.

Christmas, how it twinkled! My family, how merry!
And we cherished the day Jesus was born to Mary. 
The family opened white elephants wrapped up in a bow

And we ate and we ate 'till we thought we'd explode.

A New Year's Eve party Brittany and Jodi staged,
And a fantastic evening unfolded and raged!

Some wisdom from 2012 we hope to glean,

And it'll all be clear in 2013.

I give thanks to my family, my colleagues, my friends,
For reminding me that something new starts when something else ends.
And laying much promise on this new year ahead,
I know in my heart I have nothing to dread.

So I sprang to the internet, to my blog gave a whistle,
And away my thoughts flew like the down of a thistle.
Now you'll hear me exclaim, through these words that I write,
"Happy New Year to all, and to all a good-night!"