She Sure is {Reminiscing} : My 20s - A Reverse Bucket List

On this, my last day of my 20s, I grab a sketchbook and skirt out the door. It's a holiday for one. Last night I grabbed a pen and started this New York Minute style Reverse Bucket List. It's been a good decade.

I've learned a lot. I've done a lot. I'm so thankful. So crazily, giddily wildly thankful. On the eve of Thirty, and in no particular order I give you my personal highlight reel.

Spend a summer sharing a two person "just for art" studio that kisses a Great Lake and looks out on the water. (never get over it.

Give Kevin Bacon a one-on-one tour of a gallery (ONE degree people)

Teach oil painting to high school students for a summer.

Spend an entire week sitting on your A-- in a Lazy Boy recliner (Hellllllllo Montana)

Read "The Client" in its entirety to an illiterate basketball team on a Greyhound Bus

Make friends that feel like family.

Learn how to dig for and shuck an oyster. Find it disgusting. I recommend doing it in Montauk.

Fall in love with Butte, Montana.

Dress Up Every Single Halloween

Go to Montreal for a Haircut

Help Plan a Film Festival

Sing your Heart Out with a Girl You Adore and All of Brooklyn at a Sound of Music Sing-A-Long

Smoke a Cigar at a Gentleman's Club (like a boss)

Throw Theme Parties

Nerd Out

Befriend a real and true Coney Island Freak
-- Stephanie, my favorite life drawing model of all time and one hell of a contortionist. 

Judge a Dog Competition

Be Part of a Studio Audience - as often as possible

Work in a library

Work a job where 'bloomers' are part of the uniform

Work a job where you're given a clothing allowance

Work a job where you're specifically asked to dress down. (Um... Can You Wear Jeans?)

Boycott something. Go big.

Use a broker.

Get a nickname (a life long ambition, I assure you)

Love your roommates (except for Gaustass, He can Suck it)

Stage murder scenes with them.

Get Snowed In for three days with the favorites (Do Nothing but play board games and eat cheese)

Get crazy dressed up with your best male friend and go real estate shopping for a day

Obsess about the townhouse on the Brooklyn Promenade that you pretend to be on the fence about. Scheme how you can afford a 7K a month rent. Say things like, "Well, it does have three fire places."

Befriend a crazy lady

Find that the crazy lady is in fact just eccentric.When she says "Salvador Dali would have LOVED you, dahling" That it is possibly true since she was his muse.

Attend all her Gallery Shows where she allows you to "walk on her red carpet" and introduces you to men by saying "Amber, this is Ralph, I'd like you to go home with him tonight!"

Race to the Top of the Statue of Liberty's Crown

Have a 75 Year Old Italian Woman Teach You How to Make Ravioli from Scratch

Play Croquet on the Competitive Circuit (That's what Manhattan is for, pets)

Take a Day in the Life of a Museum Curator (back rooms of the Met)

Get a Dirty Look from a Museum Curator When You Cannot Stop Humming The GhostBusters2 Soundtrack. Die.

Spend Ten Years Following a Singer who Refuses to Sell-Out

Have Her Just Randomly Walk Up to You and Hug You at a Show and Whisper,
--GOD! THANK YOU FOR STILL COMING! in your ear.

Feel ridiculously good about that moment.

Wear Red  Jeans (at the bride's request) as a bridesmaid in a wedding

Go broke at least 4x to get to a concert.

Live in an apartment with a spiral staircase

Attend the first NYC concerts for people that go on to be famous and win Grammys.

Watch the Thanksgiving Day Parade Live, but indoors

Watch fireworks from a cruise ship on the Forth of July with your kid sister

Swim in a pool of chocolate liquor

Spend the night in the bat cave at the Bronx Zoo.

Swear off milk chocolate... once you go dark....

Learn how to make chocolate at Jaques Torres.

Date a lawyer.

Date a bartender.

Make sure bartender becomes a sommelier. 

Date a Restaurateur. Food will never be the same afterwards.

Date a CPA (just not in April, or for sure in April -- Depending on What You're Going For)

Date a single father.

Date a stranger you meet on a train.

Date a psychologist. (This makes everything better.)

Swear off dating.

Date a doctor you meet in the ER

Date a med student. (Drop that like it's hot)

Date a blacksmith. (Thank you, universe.)

Date a clown (because the Universe takes back what it gives).

Date a poor penniless writer (never get over it).

Find a go-to vacation. (Thanks to Rachel and Dave, who let the Duchess and I crash their babymoon.)

Learn a Museum's Collection Backward and Forward
-- I can give you a five page report on just about anything at the Frick

Attempt learning Italian

Try it again

Try it a third time - find it's this time that's the charm

Sneak on to a Movie Set

Walk barefoot in Central Park

Live Somewhere You Love Like Walden Must Have Loved the Pond

Live Somewhere you Hate (if you're in the market, may I suggest Greenpoint?)

Get Good Stories

Give your Compliments to the Chef

Doorbell Ditch Members of Fashion TV

Roll Down a Gigantic Hill in Forte Green

Kiss in the Rain

Walk from The Metropolitan Museum of Art to Clinton Hill

--Walk it in Heels
--During a Blackout

Lose your Gallbladder (Good Riddance)

Finish  College

Make friends with a celebrity... Thank you, Gabriel Byrne.

Take a tour of Sesame Street, with Big Bird

Meet a Girl who Changes Your Life (when she's 7)

Learn how to make a horseshoe like no'body's business

Animate a haul of educational vignettes staring a robot.

Own an animal that belongs on a farm

Go abroad

Take Mass at Westminster Abbey

Model for a Life Drawing Class

See the Very Last Night of a Long Running Tony Award Winning Broadway Play
--(I am still in awe of Brian Stokes Mitchell)

Help a bunch of kids open a fire hydrant

Dance in an Open Fire Hydrant

Perfect your Crepes Recipe/Skillz

Free Style Rap on Stage in front of a Huge Audience - (Some of these happened when I was 22 obs.)

Volunteer

Work a Hotline

Stay Up Too Late -- (Every Single Night of your 20s)

Dance in Bubbles at a Night Club (Which is why I came to NYC in the first place...)

Dance in the Middle of the Street on a Double Date at 4 in the morning with your Best Friend...
--While it snows

Eat Yourself Sick with your bestie as you devour 8 kinds of cheeses and two loaves of bread in a four am obsession to discover the very best possible Grilled Cheese (and as a result) best meal possible. Toss up between Havarti on Rosemary French Toast, or ....  you call it

Own a Snuggie

Wear a Snuggie on the F train

Wear a Snuggie in a Bar

Wear a Snuggie on Broadway etc. etc. You get the idea.

Experience a National Tragedy
-- Stand at its threshold and feel yourself change

Fall in love for the second time...

Do it again......

How about a once more for good measure?

Ride across the Brooklyn Bridge on the Back of a Motorcycle

Attend a real Hamptons pool party.

Write as a character witness in a Federal Trial

Yell at a Mo-Fo cab driver (x 20)

On an impulse, dye your hair. Leave it like that for the rest of your life.
 

Be part of a small and intimate 5 person design team.

Get nominated for a design Emmy with those fools ;) 

Learn your way around a Forox.

Be so Uninhibited that all the Baldwin Brothers Gawk at You as You Make-Out on a Park Bench.

Learn Some 'effing Manners 

Make Friends Belle-style with all the Perveyors of Fine Goods in your Little Town. Know their first names.

Pull your BFF Roomie off a Pool Table (that's no place for dancing)

Become a Health Coach

Design clothes that you see people wearing on the streets of NYC

Freak-Out and Chase them with a Camera 

Get Pulled on Stage at a Death Metal Concert

Watch Meryl Streep as she steps from behind stage to on stage (pure magic, people).

Give Directions to the UN to Goran Persson's driver

Tell Your Favorite Story to tell at the Moth's Outtakes Stage

Sprint Across a Battlefield (well a Historic Battlefield)

Stuff Your Fist in Your Mouth to Keep from Laughing in a Packed Audience at the Worst Play to Ever Grace a Stage

Fail

Get Kicked Out of the Theater

Feel Mixed Guilt/Vindication when the Play Closes a Week Later

Ice Skate

Let Your exBoyfriend's Best Friend Kiss You

--you might not regret it

Write a Song in an Elevator with your Best Friend. It's OK if it takes hours. You'll make new friends.

Get Your Heart Broken in Dramatic Lighting, 4am under a Street lamp is good for this Scene.

Dye an Old Woman's Hair Hott Pink in her Hospital Bed

Do Work That Makes You Brim Over with Happiness and Pride

Draw Nearly Every Day, afterall, your life is beautiful

Fill 67 Sketchbooks (This next decade's got a lot of paper to fill)

Travel to Tropical Locations like it's Just Part of your Every Day (The Duchess is my Go-To Girl Here)

Have a Bartender Make You an "Amberlina" a Signature Drink You Can Actually Order at Gramercy --(well on nights when Kavin is working) -- Shirley Temple don't got nothing on this (which is a lie)

Ride a Bike on the Roof of a Grocery Store

Start Your Own Company 

Get a Ride in a Police Car

Keep in Touch

Find a Mentor

Make Her Be Your BFF

Play on Playground Equipment (the more dangerous the better)

Fly Half Way Across the Country to Meet Someone Who's Flown Half Way too...
because what happens in Vegas....

Ride a Pop Culture Wave 

Catch Movies on their Release Day at Midnight

Make t-shirts to Commemorate these Occasions 

Forgive Someone that No One Else Forgives

Stand Up for Them

Commune with Nature in a Fairy Dust Moment on Fire Island with the World's two Coolest Girls

Call in sick to finish Reading a book. "I can't sleep. I can't eat." Valid.

Meet Judy Bloom (gush yourself in to a coma)

Share Lunch with Jane Yolan

Be Friendsies with Kevin Henkes

Own an Original Rosemary Wells

Get Kissed on the Cheek by Jeff Smith

Sit Cross-legged on a Roof and talk with someone until the Sun Comes Up

Kick a Brooklyn Kid's A in Jump Rope

Read Every Book on this List:  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/100_Classic_Book_Collection

Make it a Competition with a Hottie

Give Up when You Get to War and Peace. 

"Cheat" and let him read it to you in Russian

Work in a building that holds 15 Organs - the kind with pipes.

Work in a building that contains a room that's an exact replica of the Titanic's Ballroom.

Flip a coin to make every decision for an entire day
-- You'll End Up at Storm King

See the Whirling Dervishes Whirl

Make it Through Ten Years in NYC without a Tattoo

On an Impulse Go to Philadelphia with Some New Girls You Just Met

Have them Turn Out to Be Your Life-Long Friends

Stand beside the Double Sided Glass and Pick a Guy out of a Police Line
--(I was thrilled to know this was a real thing)

Start a Blog!

Best of a Decade
Best Vacation: October 2011's Seattle/Hawaii Extravaganza There were Lanterns and Mudslides and Fresh Flowers and Mai Tais and Long Lazy Days. Hands down. Best Vacation Ever.

Best Day Trip:
1.Princeton in 2002 with Angela, Grammy was in Fine Form and We Stayed Up All Night Listening to Records and Writing Music
2. Fort Tyron Park with the Ludlows - the Cloisters with this crew was a complete surprise and a total blast... from the past
3. Connecticut for a Long weekend -- I got on a train and got a hotel.

Best Books:
1.The Hunger Games,
2. 100 Years of Solitude
3. The Alchemist
4. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
5. The Song of Achilles

Best Shows
2011  - Amon Amrath at Best Buy Theater (totally unexpected, wildly fun)
2011 - Melanie at BBKing
2010  - Esperanza Spalding at Summer Stage
2008 - Matchbox 20 at MSG
2006 - Ani Di Franco at Carnige Hall
2005 - Eminem at MSG (possibly the best show of my life)
2004- Patti Smith at the Bowery Ballroom
2004 - Prince at MSG
2003 - Five Iron Frenzy in Grove City, PA
2003 - The White Stripes at the Aragon Ballroom -- blew my mind
2002 - Bob Dylan at MSG

Best Thing to Do: Go to Accupuncture, Coney Island, the Bowery Electric or ANY Beach

Best Place to Eat: Benchmark/ Joya/ China Grill/ Gramercy Tavern/ The Red Hook Ballparks/ Stacy Giauque's Kitchen

Best Kisses: 1.La Brea Tar Pits - I laughed so hard I almost puked but instead made-out
2.During a Futurama marathon here at the Penthouse at 302 Court
3.The High-line

Best Memories

2011 - Two Words. Royal. Wedding.

2011 - Toys R Us and FAO Shwartz enter a bidding war over my art.
2010 - Jen Mo hosted me and Ashley for Christmas, and gifted us with automatic soap dispensers. Ashley's reaction was maybe my favorite memory of that year.

2009 - Watching  John McEnroe Come Play Some Tennis

2008 Olympics - In which I took time off from work and kept the cable running non-stop. People dropped by at their leisure and we ate our weight in Chinese Food for weeks. There was a particular lovely moment where every guy in the room ran to get some dinner plates, because no way you'd really want dishes for hands. Michael Phelps. Michael Phelps.
Every "Normal Day" I get to wake up in my beautiful apartment, roll out of bed and explore my Beautiful Brooklyn
2007 Thanksgiving Day in London in which we were so baller we bought Turkey at Herrods

2007 - The Day Garrett and Scott Put the AC in.
2006 - In the Fall I wandered up to a woman coming out of the cutest little carriage house on that street that runs along Rendezvous Park. I had the weirdest feeling that I should talk to her about my total lack of housing situation. I'd been looking at places for two months and was on the brink of the kind of nervous break down only a New Yorker without an apartment can understand. I had actually flipped out at a homeless man earlier that week. ("YEAH?? I don't have anywhere to live EITHER!") I remember saying "Those houses are so cool and kitchy, do you know who I could talk to about renting one?" She said, "No, but I'm actually a broker... and there's this adorable place I keep thinking is too special for just anyone." There were 13 people looking at it the night we came to see it. Maria's Mother, who owned it at the time, pinched both my cheeks and said "Oh Bella, so beautiful! No gatto??" When I shook my head she hugged me and said "OK. Everybody. You. Leave!" It's the only perfect English I have ever heard her speak. That is how I came to find the Penthouse at 302 Court.  Every moment since has been magic.

Things I Didn't Have in my Teens but that I Would Now Rescue in a Fire:
2011 - The year I finally got my Cintiq, which I thought I'd stop dreaming of once I actually bought it. That is not the case.

2011 - The Duchess bestowed me with a framed aireal shot of Coney Island. My eyes fell out of my head.


2011 - Rachel Micheal gifted me an amazing set of drinking glasses. I cannot even describe them, but here's 1000 words.

2010 - Brittany (of grief and high-delight) bestowed this cookbook upon me. I remember looking down at my feet and seeing that my socks had been war(k)nocked off.

2009 - Norton Juster signed a copy of The Dot and the Line for me. It's getting pryed out of my cold dead hands.
2009 - Keith gave me this rose wood sand turner, because it "is your favorite color, and it will remind you of home, and it is animated, it makes shapes you can use for scribble drawing". It remains my favorite thing

2007 - My mom flew to NYC and painted and pimped my office, where I have had countless days of happy living ever since. I'd save the cork board in there. It is the rocking-ist.
2007 - My parents shocked and awed me by sending me a pair of custom earrings (my favorite piece of jewelry) before my first major trade show. These babies are always along for any major life event, and they'd be one of the first things I'd grab.

I'm reading "Love is a Mixed Tape". I dug out all the tapes I'd been given over the last ten years. (Which is where the idea for this post originated)

Best Mixed Tape: I give you Todd Rawson age 23:

Best Lessons Learned:
What Goes Around Comes Around

Ben Folds is just another Human Being

If You're Not Enjoying Something, Stop Doing It

Send Snail Mail

Eat Six Small Meals a Day

Hawaiian Time is Annoying

and most importantly:

DON'T TOUCH YOUR FACE!!!

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is my twenties.
I'm off to live this last day of it, as wild and as free as the day I pulled up to NYC's shore.

Have a day. Make it Good.

She Sure is {Serious}

I spend more than eight hours a day with my co-workers at job-job. Since they're all the creative type and well read to boot, the discussion is pretty good. Today I started illustrating bits of it on my little break.

She Sure is {Life Drawing}

Naked at the Society

She Sure is {Sketchy}: Walking in a Wonderland

This weekend was my kind of Brooklyn winter dayz. We tapped out at 52 degrees and I wore a denim jacket. It felt like the first day of Spring, the thing I always want for Christmas.

 I slept in (exhausted after an evening of pure bliss in Gowanus). I danced to Spoon in my pajamas -- A very important part of a balanced weekend. I put on one layer of clothing. I grabbed my en plein air kit and shuffled out of the Penthouse at 302 Court without a stitch of make-up or any semblance of plans. I rambled along Henry. I skipped along Sackett. After a long and ambling time I copped a squat at the park to draw some chillins dressed like JCrew models. It happened fast because they hadn't been unleashed without coats in so long their batteries were on full. These are speed sketches.

I read "my slutty book". In evening time I juggled a bit of nothing and nothing to meet a friend at Zaytoons -- the kind of friend that had a baby and moved to Jersey and craves grape leaves --which means I did not have to even leave my burrough (or my block for that matter) AND I ate Shwarma. Yesiree, never any day better. At the day's end, I danced to Spoon in my jeans. I did dishes. I baked zucchini-nut muffins like a boss. I made terse and hilarious innuendo with K. I took a shower hot enough to melt the paint off a Honda. I got back in my pajamas. I watched Felicity (the one where the Christmas tree catches on fire, you know which one). I worked on my new top secret animation project. I got a phone call. I changed out of my pajamas back in to ONE layer, people. I ran to Camp, for a nightcap where I met a man I haven't seen in many moons.....
oh and there were sparklers. Did I mention the sparklers?

This is Brooklyn. 

It is perfect.

She Sure is {Sentimental}

Mika recommended this after reading one of my odes to Brooklyn.

If you are or have ever been a New Yorker, close the door and cuddle up. You're going to need this:

Maybe you can pass it off as winter allergies.

She Sure is {Getting Organized}

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 Here's Ashley:
 Disclaimer: When lovely Amber asked me to be a guest writer on her blog, I immediately said yes, and I started brainstorming (after I stopped screaming on the inside, of course) all the wonderful organizational ideas I could share with fellow artists. Then it hit me. I am only an artist on my free time. I don't practice my skills on a full-time basis like most of you do! So, aside from now knowing how entirely inadequate I feel, you will also realize that my tips/how I run things may not work for you since I am a twice-a-month artist. But that's okay. I will share tips on how to make it all your own. And that's what being an artist is all about right? Making it your own. So without further ado, here is:

 

Ashley's Guide on How to Get Your Craft* Room Organized

(*use whatever word you want here that best describes your setup: photo, painting, scrapbooking, shrine-to-ryan-gosling…)

1. Don't be that girl.

We've all seen her. Flipping through the latest issue of Martha Stewart and there is an article about a successful business woman who has six kids, cooks a homemade, gluten-free meal every night, keeps a journal AND manages to scrapbook. And did we forget to mention her craft room looks like this all the time:

Yeah-freaking-right. This is so unrealistic (at least for any artist I know). For starters, they don't sell paint like that. You would have to buy those bottles, pour your paint in them and keep doing that for years. And what if you buy  more paint colors? Your shelves wouldn't hold it, that's what. I could go on, but I won't. You get my point. Just don't be that girl.

2. Find YOUR needs:

You will find many organizing ideas on the internet but you need to find things that meet your needs. Having storage for paintbrushes won't help if you are a photographer. So don't be afraid to get specific with your needs. Or get creative with ideas and make them into what YOU need them for.

I use a lot of paper for making cards, mixed media and scrapbooking projects. I LOVE the idea of having baskets with paper products in them. Mainly because I have to hide the madness that is my paper stash. No matter how many times I organize it, it still ends up looking like a paper monster threw up .  So I fix that problem by storing my paper in baskets. Here is a large scale example of what I am talking about:

Beautiful. Organized and hides the mess that could be behind those wicker walls. I am also in love with the baker's rack they used on the left for specialty paper.

3. Get things off of your desk

If you are like most artists I know, you need more space on your desk. "But I need all these pens/scissors/paper/paints  here though"- you say. Well, you probably have a wall, so hang 'em up!

Pegboard + buckets = genius! You could have a whole wall of art supplies that are easily accessible leaving your entire desk empty all for you. This is one of my favorite ideas for sure.

4. Label

I like to label things. That way I feel like I know where things are and I know where they go. Either use a label maker (I have a Brother P-touch, and I love it), print off labels from your computer and laminate them or good ol' post its work too. Labeling at its best:

My only argument is that the storage is wire so why would you have any trouble seeing what color it is? But you get my point: labeling is fun to do, fun to do.

5. Don't be afraid to keep out what you use most (just keep it tidy!)

You use it all the time don't you? So why should you have to put it in a drawer? I don't care what your mom used to tell you, leave it out! But maybe in a more neat way, like this:

If you are constantly cutting and writing there is no reason you should be putting it away just to take it out again. Find a caddy that will fit all of your go-to items and viola! You have more room on your desk!

6. Get creative! (I shouldn't have to tell you twice)

I like using odd things as storage. We got this weird box from somewhere and it was just long enough for my paintbrushes so that is what I used it for. Don't be afraid to use random things to keep organized. I used an empty Swiffer wet wipe box for my colored pencils. The top is clear so you can see what is in it. It is perfect. So don't feel as if you need to buy the expensive Tupperware that was "meant" for your specific art supplies. Get creative!

Another example: I would take my dad's old cigar boxes to house my charcoal pencils (cause those things can get pretty messy).

Alright, let's get to the nitty gritty: You want to know what my craft room looks like don't you? Yes, I am that self-centered to think you care. 

Okay, here is the thing: I don't have a craft room (why did I get asked to write this blog again?!) We have a three bedroom townhouse. The rooms are set up like this:

Master Bedroom- Me and my husband

Bedroom #2 - My sister's room

Bedroom #3- My husband's "office" (read: where he plays video games)

So I do all of my art related things in the master bedroom. It is spacious enough for me to be able to do that but it also forces me to be tidy. Downfall: our two kitties are allowed in there so I can't leave paint supplies out or there would be colored paws on our carpet. Here is a picture of it (click to enlarge):

My desk and cube wall is from Ikea. They always have amazing storage/organizational ideas.

Now there isn't enough space for all of my art supplies so I use a dresser (off camera to the right of the desk area) as storage. It's like my dresser is a double agent. A dresser in a bedroom? It must hold clothes, right? WRONG! It has all my supplies in it! Unassuming dresser:

Let's take a look inside those drawers. First one has some tools, spray for charcoal drawings as well as some materials I might use some day (broken glass and glass squares):

Then we have some blank canvas, paint and glue in the next drawer. I would love to keep my paints organized and well displayed but it is just not realistic. So they are in a photo box. And I am fine with it. I swear.

In the next drawer I keep a mix of things like envelopes, sketch pads, coloring books, greeting cards and a mix of little things that came from previous projects.

If you have collected quite a few of little items and need storage for them, use a desk drawer organizer like I did below. It keeps everything separate but still easy to get to.

Last drawer: markers, pastels, charcoal, and shoe boxes with more supplies

The best part of my dresser-o-supplies? I can close all of the drawers and the mess is gone.

So thats it. Pretty simple when it is written down huh? So here is my challenge to you. Send us (yes I pretend that I am part of the awesomeness that is She Sure is Sketchy now) a video or pictures of your craft/ art area and tell us how you organize it. Or if it is a complete wreck (we won't judge), we challenge you to take before and after pictures of it and get organized for the new year! Come on! Everyone's doing it...

She Sure is {Serious About Children's Books} - There are Cats in this Book

Buy it Here OR If you are NYC based, make the trip to Books of Wonder (in Manhattan on 18th street between 5th and 6th) where it's $3 cheaper and where you're supporting the best children's bookstore in the tri-state area.
see....

She Sure is {Sketchy} - The Daily Scribble

My earliest memory of scribble drawing was on a NYC sidewalk with a jumbo stick of pink chalk. The crack in the concrete wanted to be a nurse eating a hot dog. Needless to say this drew a crowd of all ages. I was maybe three. I've used Scribble drawings to jump-start my creative ideas ever since. Here's the first of 2012

I swear at this point in the drawing I heard Ralph Fiennes whisper 'Kill the spare' in my ear.

That's a wrap.

Happy New Year!

She Sure is {Classy} -- Happy New Year!

Every year, just past the stroke of midnight, from the beginning of my memory, my family throws wax. Since I left home ten years ago, I have carried this tradition to every New Year's Eve bash I've rung out the old and rushed in the new at. Last night was no exception. It is my favorite part of new beginnings - something that never loses its magic and awe. There is nothing like a fortune cast in fresh white relief.  2012  will have dragons, or dogs... or something wild and animal like. Happiest of happy New Years!