Remembering all those past “wild party New Year’s Eves” made me appreciate this one.
Of course, we all know there is no credibility to eating certain things on New Years to guarantee a year of luck and fortune. But who cares. I’ve done it for as long as I can remember, and I’m still here. Afraid not to.
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The holidays are drawing to a close, but I have warm memories to stay with me the entire year along with a few extra pounds.
I must have had a great Christmas judging from my bank account and my stretch pants. Both have magically shrunk.
I’m really big on New Year’s resolutions and spend the last week of each December getting them all down on paper.
Never mind that I keep resolving the same thing year after year – maybe this will be the year I actually get some of them done. On public radio yesterday, I heard a guy discussing why our resolutions fail. We approach them as a “wish list” rather than goals we can actually MAKE HAPPEN with some determination, he said.