Oh, resolutions... you're the tribbles of the (awfully nerdy, apparently) female brain. So, this year I'm not going to write a big long unattainable list of things I need to do in order to feel like 2012 is a success.
Instead, I'm going to promise myself (not resolve) to use my superpowers (aka "good attitude") to make sure 2012 kicks 2011's butt, even if crummy things happen. Simple goals, simple pleasures, simplification in general because seriously, I'm having a ball hanging out with my family and doing (as far as I can tell) pretty much nothing (and certainly nothing wildly exciting).
Also, I'm planning on finding a way to turn awesomeness into an appetite suppressant because you and I know that if awesomeness could = miracle diet, we'd all be fighting over the last pair of 00's at the mall! That is, if I ever went to the mall, or even wanted to be a size 00, or had complete confidence in enormity of my awesomeness...
Adieu 2011, with all your home repairs, your medical misadventures, and your my generally poor attitude. I'll miss your my great times with family, your delicious nectarines, the arrival of Wahoo's in northern Colorado, your honeybadgers, your swimming, your music, your sprinkler system but luckily, we get to keep that, your flowers, your birthdays, your anniversaries, and even a few of your holidays.
Love to you all!
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