It’s a new effing year. Halle-friggen-lujah. To be quite honest, most of 2012 sucked big, big balls for me. That isn’t to say there weren’t awesome bright spots in it.

For one, my Peanut turned one and the Captain turned 4, both were spectacularsuperawesome events.

I fell in love with writing all over again, and have you scamps to thank for it.

I found an inner strength I never knew I had and I channeled the everlovingfuck out of it.

Many, Many late night chats with the bestie.

Somehow, Tina found me a tighter tush.  (This might not seem like a big deal to you, but trust, it was)

I had some super awesome rockstar successes professionally as an actor that I never dreamed I would. I’ve been trucking along in academia and voiceovers for so long, I thought that’d be it for me.

Kim Kardashian and Kanye West are breeding. I guarantee her fetus has a twitter account (@thegr8testfetus) and I can’t imagine the shenanigans that will ensue from this.

In the end of 2012 I had some of the best things occur in my personal life that I never thought possible, and I am richly thankful. Sort of pissed it took until Sept/Oct, but still.

Got a Keurig. I know. Shallow. Do I give a damn? Hell effing no. GOMI me all you want, traffic is traffic. Also? Dunkin Donuts K Cups are the shit. Also? I pour water for shit. (water water everywhere, but not a drop in the back of the effin keurig)

My wolfpack. My chosen family. My comrades. I could not ask for better or more from my friends. They’ve seen me through hell and back and stitched me an asbestos suit. They.Are.Awesome.

Unfortunately, the shitty things that happened this year (above and beyond Sandy the Bitch) made so much of the light of the good a bit dimmer. I am NOT going to list them because that would be depressing and stupid to give them power by voicing them. They are SO LAST YEAR.

That being said, I have but one resolution this year, and it is:

KICK 2013′S ASS

That’s it. Plain and simple. I live my life for me, which means I dedicate my time and energy to the people and things I love. Screw the people who don’t matter. Screw the things that don’t matter. Live Fully. Love Fully. Live to tell the tale.

However, I know that more than one of you are probably resolving to get healthier. Why the eff else would you be reading a healthy living blog that frequently makes use of foul language and off-color commentary? Because you think I’m cute? Hardly.

Therefore, I have a recipe for you that IS cute. It IS tasty. It IS healthy, and you can swear all you want at it and it will still love you back. Just like my computer. (I love you Macky, I swear.)

Chocolate Super Donuts…aka chocolate protein donuts.

Did I also mention they’re gluten free? I didn’t? Oh. They are.

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