Sunday, January 1, 2012

Out of the Starting Gates

Well, today is New Years. Can you believe it, Bob? Bob. That is what I have decided to name you, my non-existent reader(s). At least for today. You never know about tomorrow. You may Archibald or Genevieve. We’ll see.
 
Anywho, today is New Years, and with it comes the New Year’s Resolutions. I keep reading of inspired people doing 365 projects. Have you heard of these, Bob? I’m sure you have. It’s nearly impossible not to. They are everywhere. All these people with unique and inspiring ideas…365 days of sewing, 365 days of cooking, 365 days of whatever. It makes me… depressed, inspired, lonesome, and overwhelmed. I have never been good with discipline, diligence, or perseverance. 365 resolutions have rarely made it past the first week.Once a month resolutions don’t go so hot either. But I wish I were capable. I also wish I were capable of having some great, inspiring, unique idea for a 365 project. But I can’t, because I have no original thought.

Like Marisa of A New Dress A Day. Or the Julie and Julia Blog/Book. Or my new favorite: 365 Days of Goodness. I stumbled on that one yesterday, after watching a semi-unrelated video on youtube. Here, I’ll share it with you….erm, can I do that? I’ll find out.


Mwahahahahaha! I can! Hooray! So, yesterday, immediately after watching this video, my 2 yr old niece asked me for food. I went to the kitchen and made her a sandwich. And then I teased her with it. Not for long. Really. Just two small evasive actions when she reached for the plate. At which point she promptly sat down on the kitchen floor and cried. And I realized that I am a monster.

Normally this sort of thing ends in giggles….when it doesn’t involve food. However my niece suffers from the family malady of becoming emotional and irrational where food is concerned. Teasing with food is an unacceptable course of action. How could I have forgotten??? – I have the severest case in the whole family! I’m a horrible, horrible person.

Anywho. Back to the topic. Starting Gates. New Year. 365 Projects. There are a lot of these I would like to do:

365 Days of Goodness
365 Days of Sewing
365 Days of Cooking/New recipes
365 Days of Blogging
365 Days of Letter Writing

But, as I may have mentioned, Bob, diligence is not my strong suit. Yet what are New Years Resolutions for, if not colossal disappointments? And I would, truly, like to be better. So here goes. Now that the New Year is nearly upon us, and we are nearly out of the Starting Gates, so to speak, I shall write my resolutions. Normally, I do these privately. So that no one else will know how badly I fail at them. But since you, Bob, have no misconceptions about my poor work ethic, self motivation, discipline, and diligence…why not?


My 2012 New Years Resolutions:

1. No More Smoking. (I don’t actually smoke. So, it should be pretty easy, right? I put this on every year so I will at least follow through with one of them.)

2. Slim down. (I’m not fat. Truly, I’m not. In fact, I rather think I’m fairly well proportioned. But it was rather depressing, when a few days ago, I went to go buy a pair of boots and discovered my calves are too thick to fit in any of them. I cried. So, you see, I’m not some girl complaining about being fat, Bob. I’m not. Just a touch more lean, is my goal.)

3. Run twice a week. (I hate running. With a fiery passion that burns deep in my soul, I hate it. But I love the idea of it. The idea of pushing yourself. The idea, that, after a long hard day, or when I’m really stressed, that slipping on a pair of tennis shoes and hitting the road will help make things all better. And I love the way I feel after I run. I love the soreness that says I’ve done something and the buoyant feeling in my spirit. And as I KNOW I will never have the diligence…in this year, at least… to run every day, I think two times a week is fairly ambitious and relatively reasonable.)

4. Blog three times a week. (Meh, we’ll see how this one does. I don’t have high hopes. You probably shouldn’t either.)

5. Try 12 new recipes. (One a month. That’s do-able, budget-wise, right? We’ll see.)

6. Finish at least 4 sewing projects. (One a season. An improvement, but at baby steps rate.)

7. Start Dance lessons at some point this year. MUST DO THIS. MUST. It’s not too late. I’m not too old, dag nab it.

8. Write a letter, post card, or note, every day this year. All 366 of them. (This one is a bit ambitious. Quite a bit. But I’ll try. I’ll even try to blog about it! Hahaha, we’ll see about that one.)

9. Take more pictures of me. (The amount of pictures I’m in recently are rather few. Partly because I’m usually behind the camera and partly because I don’t own a camera. But I’d like some documentation that I exist.)

10. Eat healthier. (The last couple of years, I’ve eaten really healthy and loved it. Up until about six months ago, and I don’t love it.)

11. 366 Days of Goodness … I’d like to try to do something nice every day. No matter big or small, or for family, friend, or foe. Or stranger, or acquaintance, but that didn’t fit in with the lovely little phrase there. It may work, it may not. Big is not likely to happen often, as I have little to no money… but, still, I’d like to try. Also, blog about it.

12. Read at least 6 books off of my bookshelf. (Two and a half years ago, I went a little crazy at a used book sale – as many books as you can fit into a brown paper bag for 5 dollars – I happen to have this odd talent of being able to fit tons of things into small places. Also, I bought four bags and they gave them to me for the price of three. So I got roughly 100 books at about 6 cents a book. Oh happy day? Oh happy day indeed! But…I still haven’t gotten the chance to read most of them.)

13. Have a concrete plan for school by the end of the year. Applications in. Non-negotiable. I am not a loser. I will finish my degree. I’m not calling people without a degree losers. I’m arguing with the voice in my head that says I, personally, will be a loser, if I do not finish. There are plenty of fine, successful, intelligent people without degrees. I am simply not one of them.

14. Mend some broken relationships in my family.

15. Pick up some forgotten friendships.

16. Get my hair trimmed. Seriously. It’s been since August of 2010. Needs to be done.

17. Be able to do 25 Push ups in a row by 2013. Because That would just be cool. How many push ups can I do now, you ask? Well, about 3, Bob. On a good day. Haha, ah, that’s awful.

Well, I feel like I’ve forgotten something important, but oh well. Seventeen is a nice number to stop with.

The Last Oreo

I love mint oreos. I only ever eat them with my mom, though. Whenever I go home for a visit, we curl up together, each with our own books, a cup of milk between us, and a pack of mint oreos. It’s a tradition.

For Christmas, my mom gave me two packages of mint oreos (Oh, Happy Day!). And I’ve blown  through both of them before New Years.  To be fair, I did share….some…probably almost half of them…probably. Anywho, today, after dinner, I thought, “Oooo… Oreos would make a GREAT dessert!”

And there was only one, single, solitary oreo left. This alone, is a sad thing. However, the real issue came when I had to decide… to twist or dip? You see, I alternate every few cookies. It gave me serious pause. It was truly a conundrum.

In the end, I decided to twist, eat half of the filling, and dip the other half. Genius, right? No? You don’t think so? You think I’m ridiculous?! Your monkey’s uncle is ridiculous! I’m a genius.

Photo courtesy of Amandeleine