in a new year. What are you going to do with it? Me? Oh, I took a big nap. And am now, working on our New Year’s dinner. Cornbread, black-eyed peas (not the band), ham and green beans. It’s supposed to be collards, but I just didn’t think I could eat those. 35 years in the south, and I’ve never actually eaten “greens”. But my people sure did.
We got some shots last night, ringing in the new year. The children made it til midnight, so we did too. Watched movies, played games, made fondue. Watched the big apple drop, counted down the last 20 seconds together. Then suddenly, 2005 was gone. Now I can finally use my new calendar, declared Blue Boy. This is the year I turn 36, I thought. Blake and I exchanged a kiss and felt blessed to start another year together. Resolutions? I don’t know about resolve, but I do have a few ideas.
1. This should be the year we finally retire our debt, save the house and truck. Yay.
2. I may actually lose the last few pounds I’ve been gritching about for 5 years.
3. I’m looking for more balance between chores and play, where my time with the children is concerned.
4. Still trying to be an early riser (and by that, I mean, up before 7 am).
5. I have no idea.
What are yours?
3 minutes into 2006
That’s sparkling grape juice. And Blue Boy with short hair. I’m still trying to deal with that. Mr. Tango was in charge. But won’t be again.
8 minutes into 2006, Catgirl out.
