I have to say it, and love doing so, even though I think it seems a bit counter-intuitive to celebrate new beginnings in the dead of winter like this. And how is it that we treat the passing of a year like it's a thing rather than a concept? As though the year itself brought good things and bad into our lives.
Nevertheless, as we set our hopeful faces toward 2012:
"... there's a hand my trusty friend,
And give us a hand o' thine."