I'm at Starbuck's and I must add that they have the heat blasting. I would be in my under-roos if I wasn't 25 lbs. over my desired weight...just to prove a point. I'm just saying.....goooosshhhh! <---- Did I sound like any of your teenagers? My friend had me rolling the other day when she was talking about her daughter's new "Oh my gooooosssshhhh, Mommmmmm".....teenage talk.
So, let me get right to the New Years talk. I'm setting New Years resolutions. Are you? And, I am calling them resolutions because even if I try to convince myself that they are "a change in my ways" they are still New Years Resolutions... Disclaimer, if I do not stick with them, oh well. At least I am going to try, right. <---That was written for me. For when I read this in three weeks and I haven't a clue what my "resolutions" are. Sigh!
All that "goal" talk has me reaching for my anxiety meds. I need a stiff drink when we start talking about money. I just really dislike "money talks". I usually grab a brown paper bag to breathe in and out of when we have "those" talks.
No joke, someone is telepathic in here. A steady stream of "freezing" air is coming through the door next to me right now. See, just the thought of me striping down has people running to open doors. (Insert giggles with chattering teeth.) Off to do stuff. You know, write down these "resolutions", take photos of myself in something that resembles a bathing suit to be able to show before and afters...scratch that thought.
Happy New Year to all of you!I appreciate you taking the time to read my blog. (Raise your glass) Here's to 2010! (Scene fades and all you hear is Auld Lang Syne. You know the song that everyone know the first sentence to and only the first sentence....(Am I alone on this boat?)
Tap.. tap... Is this thing still on? Oh well, have a special ending to 2009. Be safe! I'll talk to you next year.