People, I’m getting old. I mean, OLD. Yesterday, JUST YESTERDAY, I was telling my sweet friend S about one of my New Year’s Resolutions. And now? I CAN’T REMEMBER IT.
Allow me to explain. Everybody makes fantastic New Year’s Resolutions. “Lose Weight”, “Eat Better”, “Be A Better Person”, “Exercise Inner Poise”, etc. All of these apply to me, just in case you’re wondering. I need serious work on ALL of these. But by February? We all seem to have hopped off the Goody-Goody New Year’s Bandwagon and gotten ourselves a first class seat on the Valentine Easter Choco-tastic Bandwagon. (This is the far tastier bandwagon, and I heartily support this move. I’ll save you a seat.)
So a few years ago, I decided to make resolutions I could keep. The first year, my resolution was to buy more colorful purses. (I own a closet full of black purses.) That year, the Pope died, and in my grief, I bought the best light blue bag and it remains my favorite bag because it helps keep me closer to the Church. And it’s awesome. Perfect length for putting over your shoulder, but not being so long that it bangs around everywhere driving you nuts in Nordstrom until you finally have HAD ENOUGH and then do something that most certainly DOES NOT demonstrate inner poise.
The next year, I resolved to do more with artichokes. I love artichokes, and they are an underloved veg. Someone had to take up their banner and be their champion. Enter me. I cooked them, I dipped them, I stuffed them, and I made lovely cheesy dips with them. I think that they appreciated the love. I know I appreciated the tasty.
The next three years were spent in Lifesavers School. I resolved there to survive and keep my sanity and kindness intact. The jury is still out on the last bit of that. But I did survive. (And here’s where I could go off on a little tangent about how 90% of the world really just hopes to survive this next year, and they aren’t kidding and how we should all remember and be a bit more grateful in our daily living, but I won’t. That would be a whole lot like those “Lose Weight, Gain Inner Poise” resolutions.)
Last year, I was starting my business, and I was out cold by 10:00 on New Year’s Eve, and honestly did not make resolutions. I think my resolutions were implied there.
So this year, you already know two of the resolutions-the whole blog thing and then keeping up with my Old Testament homework (sitting here right in front of me while I type on the blog…it’s a pretty streamlined operation here…), but then yesterday, I thought of another one. And now? Can’t remember a thing. So, S, if you remember, will you help a girl out?
And I hope you all have a safe and happy New Year’s Eve.