Resolve

One is supposed to make resolutions regarding the new year, isn't one?

One is supposed to say one will lose weight, quit some unhealthy habit or begin some new healthy habit. One is supposed to promise to clean more and swear less and take action to improve one's self.

Bah.

I stopped making resolutions long ago.

I think it's enough, sometimes, to have the resolution to make it through one more day...one more week, or month, or year.

I hope this is a good year for us all...but whatever it brings, I'll try to meet it with resolve, with dogged determination, and whenever possible with a little panache.

Do you have resolutions?

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OK, so for the last month I have been a holiday cheerleader, wishing a happy whateveryoucelebratepleasedon'tkillme to any and all comers.

And I meant it.

I hope everyone had awesome holidays, spent with the people they loved best and full of calm, peace, and good times.

I'd be fibbing, though, if I said I was sorry it's over. I'm whupped.

Last night T, the Evil Genius and I rang in the new year by...umm...well, sleeping, to be honest. We played some games on the Wii (I won one in December, or we'd never have it - I refuse to pay that much for a game!) and had a quiet night of it. I never was one to party, so I didn't miss the champagne, loud music, and drunken groping. I'm fine with water, sound effects, and sober groping here at home where I don't have to fear drunk drivers and all their fun and games.

Today, I'm at the gallery for the day and then to Borders - the old patterns are back in place after the chaos of the holidays.

Until Saturday, anyway. The Evil Genius is turning six! How the hell did that happen??

Anyway, happy new year to you, dear reader. I hope it's one of health, happiness, and prosperity for you.