Last night, I went to the theater with my dad and brother and saw the final Hobbit movie. I legitimately don't know what I think of it, other than to say that I didn't hate it. It would be easy to get swept up in a rant about how pompous someone would have to be to think that Tolkien's work needed help from additional storylines, characters, etc., but I don't want to waste time being angry about things I have no control over. Also, my boyfriend suggested that Peter Jackson is now free to write content for a third trilogy that has nothing to do with anything, which made me laugh hard enough to break through any residual grumpiness.* So I guess I'll accept the Hobbit movies and enjoy them as they are, and I will continue to love Tolkien's stories until the end of my days.

*I cherish the idea of these movies becoming a real thing, especially if someone can convince Andy Serkis to play every character. (Sorry, Orlando Bloom.)

Tomorrow, I will compile the 2014 Skirts Awards and share my favorite books, movies, podcasts, TV shows, nicknames, quotes, inside jokes, and other useless trivia. It will be festive and fun and lovely. I will have all sorts of energy and maybe even shower and wear real clothes.

Tonight, though, I will sit in my pajamas and eat pizza and listen to podcasts. When I have finished with that, I will read books and listen to Chopin. Then I will watch a movie with my family right up until midnight, when we will tune in to the local ABC 7 News anchors, who are always smashed and always kiss a little too much at midnight and always make everyone really uncomfortable. We will toast with sparkling white grape juice and watch the Chicago fireworks on TV and then immediately head to bed. It's a wonderful way to kick off the new year, and I really can't wait to see what the rest of 2015 brings.

Much love to all of you beloved Internet friends, and happy new year!