I love New Years. It’s turning into my favorite holiday. Because you can start all over with a clean slate. No more guilt over all the things I messed up in 2006. I have this bad habit of making all these NY resolutions that I can no way keep. Then I get all down cause I didn’t keep them. Last year one of my resolutions was to not buy any clothes for myself for an entire year. Now just who was I kidding? Am proud to say that I lasted about three months and then messed up. (I didn’t think shoes were clothes, but Gene thought otherwise) Anyway, long story short, I am now in my glory making resolutions like crazy that I won’t keep. So fun. What’s weird is I am actually sincere about them, and also unrealistic.
Here’s a couple:
Keep my house in such order that I don’t have to be embarrassed when somebody “just drops in” (actually that’s been a resolution for the last 3 years and I’ve never accomplished it. I usually change it to don’t apologize for how your house looks when somebody “just drops in” because I hate when people do that, and it’s much easier than actually cleaning)
DO something about Darfur.
Okay, like they say (I forget who) Dream Venti. Good year to you all. (By the way another of my resolutions is to post every week)……………….. HA!