My New Year's Eve consisted of watching the annual Sydney fireworks (disappointingly shorter this year), champagne, good food and company, as well as the incidental celebrity spottings of Jamie Foxx (smiled and hi-ed at him, he smiled and hi-ed back, night made) and Chace Crawford.
GG slept through his first night alone. I skyped to check on him and he was fine, if a little sad. Refused to let his eyes off me for a minute once we got back.
2012 was a complicated year and looking back, I'm not entirely sure if it had been a total waste or simply a case of missed opportunities.