Another year over / A new one just begun

So long, 2006, you served us well. Yes, in just a few short hours, the time will come for us to start writing the year wrong, as 2007 girds its loins and prepares to pounce and savage. Cue lots of 'hilarity' when writing the dates on magazine job bags, viz "Did you really proof this page a year ago, Chris? My, aren't we working ahead of schedule..." et cetera, et cetera, et cetera. *Sigh*

What's your big hope for the fresh new year, then? Me, I want to get the work/life balance right, whatever that takes. And that's about more than just doing the appropriate number of hours; it's about clearing space in my mind to deal with the minutia of home life as well as being determined to enjoy the time I spend out of the office to the full. I guess that amounts to A Resolution, but since that all sounds a bit hardcore, let's shy away from that definition.

I suspect that 2007 will, too, be the year that my hairline will leap the last few inches back across my shiny pate, exposing a monk-like 'do that must be kept trimmed as short as possible if I'm not to end up looking like a mad physics professor. It'll be the half moon glasses next, and that's the end, really. I wonder if I should register recededhairline.co.uk too?

Lumme and heavens to Betsy all round, eh? Here's what my better half and I think we'll look like in the autumn of our years:
Old folks
Note that although I'm squinting comically, my myopia and astigmatism appear to be cured. Maybe by the time we're approaching retirement, medical science will have provided me with brand new eyes with 20/20 vision. Maybe the missus is just wearing glasses to Make A Statement.

Happy Noo Year, chickens!