What a lot has gone on. I am catching up now after several days of full on work and DC and gin.
My lovely dad gave me a bottle of Champagne for NYE, so I am drinking it alone (well, he did tell me not to share it, as it is decent stuff). DC are all out, doing goodness only knows what. I said I have had my fill of hosting parties for this week, so they can do what they like, so long as it is not here (they are old enough to fend for themselves, @Improvementsunderway, just so you know I'm not sending my toddlers off to nightclubs).
DP is away.
Welcome, btw, Improvements. Do stick with us, because we have no solutions but this is a lovely and supportive thread. MadameF is our fitness guru, but I am reasonably fit as a result of being on the go all the time and only using my car for journeys of more than 10 miles (can claim no eco credentials here - more selfishness, in that I become upset and agitated if I am under-exercised). I'm also paranoid about putting on weight, which doesn't sit well with over-drinking.
Frouby, I am 
of your top shelf. But not of you for catering for so many. though you could have invited me to help you clear your top shelf
No resolutions at all, because I know I won't keep them, and that will only demoralise me.
Longest, Edinburgh is fab!
Water, your posts are lovely insights into a kind of James Bond life. I know it won't feel that way to you, but I conjure up that kind of thing when I read your posts.
NC4, I'm so sorry that the problems with DS and Miss PT are still ongoing. I loved your post, too - it just somehow encapsulated the life of a single parent with teenagers. Mine is like that - a lot of grindingly crap stuff, then a sudden and unexpected bit of niceness.
Fuck knows why they want to be like that in the middle of the night, though, rather than at 5PM.