I'm expecting a lot from you, New Year. I expect you'll teach me how to be more gracious and tender, but also truthful. I'm pretty sure there will be some new birthdays to celebrate and parties to be had. I expect there will be some sorts of physical and unphysical movings and rearrangings and I'm also expecting to be content in them.
I hope I don't think that just because it's 2011 terribly wonderful things will happen. But I hope they do any way.
In other news, my road bike is on its way to town, so I am expecting it to be here soon. You may also presume that I will be riding it a lot.
I hope you are expectant in the New Year, too.