Saturday, December 31, 2011

Last Night of 2011

Good bye, crappy year. I am thrilled to be ushering in a new 366-day annum with very good friends, food, and drinks. And then tomorrow, we start ORGANIZING! (That still means cleaning the garage first.)

While 2011 was a craptastic year (thank you to one of our contractors for introducing me to that great "word"), I did learn a few things through the pain.

1. Not everybody recognizes my greatness and potential.
2. Those people don't deserve the respect I've been giving them.
3. When your faith is strong, the devil fights you harder.
4. People to whom you've freely given respect in the past might not have been deserving of it. (This actually is different from No. 2.)
5. Dolphins are beautiful up close, but I'd rather they were free.
6. Don't plan stuff unless you're OK with nobody showing up.
7. Sometimes, but not too terribly often, "no second chances" needs an exception.
8. Macy can't replace Gigi, but she's just as precious.
9. Doctors are real people, too, and should not be taken at face value.
10. Sometimes you've just stuck your foot in too deep and your shoe will never come clean.

Here's to a better 2012. Scott bought me a Wizard of Oz desk calendar (original Denslow illustrations ... suitable for framing!) today at B&N. I love new calendars!

Friday, December 30, 2011

Good Riddance, 2011

Two days left. Lasagna meat sauce on the stove, hubby sleeping in the recliner, daytime TV on the tube, and I'm just as happy as a clam to be bidding adieu to the second worse year of my life. I won't go into the reasons, but they were numerous. But why be a downer?

2012 will be better because I will make it so. Plans are in the works. Positive attitude carries over from the last part of 2011, peppered with exercises to make both heart and mind healthier, and I'll be one happy little camper.

This post sucks because I'm not really inspired today, but look for something from me more often. I won't commit to a post a day, but I'll try to put something out there, because as my little notebook says, "If you want to be a writer, write!"