What to say about the last minutes of the last day of this last year?
Well, I know that for the bottom 98% of us the economy really sucked. And everyone who had unrealistic expectations of Obama is annoyed. Frankly, I'm damn sick of hearing everybody whine about how he hasn't done enough for them. Need to find a new bumper sticker that says "I'm still glad I voted for him". I'll take any of my ineffectual politicians over your scary ones any day. Obama '12 baby.
It has been a good year for the monkey house. A very good year. Healthy family is something to be grateful for. And I am. Very. Grateful. For. Everything. Much kindness and generosity around me. If I believed in god I'd thank her.
Ten minutes left of 2010. Have to turn on the tv and watch Dick Clark drop the ball in Times sq. I have never understood the compulsion to stand there all effing day, just to be there at midnight. Just to say you were there? What is the appeal?
Happy new year indeed.
For the new year I've decided to fully embrace cliche. On the top of my list of resolutions is getting back to the gym. And I will shake this sugar monkey off my back. I will smile more and listen more. Look at people and really listen. I will be more patient with my children. I will be sweeter with D, who surely deserves it. My personal goals for this year are to read more, write more, and sleep more. This spiffy new iPad is already making the writing easier.
And I plan to start 2011 in the best possible way. It is my turn to sleep in.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment