What would life be without end of year "stories in review?" Perhaps the question asked should be, "What would the media write about if there we no year to review?" Re-hashing of past stories is fine, if old wounds are not once again the cause of great pain. As a firm advocate of, "learn from our mistakes less we are destined to repeat them," I too have not always taken those words of wisdom seriously. Points to ponder: 2012 will bring forth a birthday that thrusts me forward into the next decade of my life. As I "gracefully season," promising not to take myself too seriously, it is eighteen and half hours into the new year and believe me, I am living on the edge!
Last year's resolution of "the daily cleansing of the mind" and reminding myself that I have much to be thankful for, seemed almost impossible, yet I achieved my goal, the practice now second nature. Much of today has been sheer torment but fun as hell! Can't remember the last time I had a New Year's Day off. My husband usually searches frantically for a golfing partner, enabling him to play in the annual "Bloody Mary" community wide golf tournament, which he and his partner have never won! Quite excited, our day began at what seemed the "ass-crack of dawn." A slight chill in the air but pleasant temperatures forecasted. Golfing shorts and layered shirts should suffice or that seemed to be the plan. Thank goodness for the Bloody Mary with a cappuccino chaser. For the record, this year's resolution was/is "a healthier and wholesome consumption of food!" Are tomatoes okay? There was only a little bit of the other stuff and as the Bloody Mary rushed through my veins, followed by the extra shot of caffeine and sugar, well, I felt quite toasty. Had I waited for the sun to warm the old bones, I'd of been the color of the veins that line my legs for God's sake! Not quite sure, the results of the tournament have not yet been posted, but...........I think............we either won or came in second!
Is chicken okay for my healthier lifestyle and diet? Great, that's what the Colonel said, as I downed bunches of "popcorn chicken!" Soda, not really my first choice as a beverage, I try to hydrate with bottled water, but as an extra hot piece of chicken began burning my innards, the Dr. Pepper being consumed by my husband, with the "devil may care" attitude concerning healthy foods, tasted mighty fine putting out the fire! So much so, I treated my damaged esophagus to "lots" more. What was I thinking? Not exactly a good first day. As I sat their feeling very depressed, the proverbial "three way" light bulb clicked on. Is there such a thing as "taking as mulligan" and starting my resolution over? Overcome by giddiness and what seemed eternal happiness, was short lived. But then as that light bulb "kicked it up a notch," becoming so much brighter, I thought "this is Sunday, it doesn't count!" You know when you give up something for Lent, Sundays are a freebie! Yeah, no, the first day of the new year IS the first day of the new year, period! What a loser!
As I walked the aisles of the grocery store, thanking God, I had the carriage to support my bloated body full of greasy popcorn chicken, Dr. Pepper and pistachios (forgot to mention those) and the Colonel's coleslaw (cabbage IS a veggie), that G-damn light bulb once again clicked to its brightest setting. "Suck it up!" Tomorrow is a new day and something good was a direct result of all of this craziness. It was a fun day! I didn 't buy anything unhealthy at the store, well, at least not anything I like. I will admit "there isn't a potato chip I don't like!" no, I did not buy any. I despise Cheetos, Mr. Bill loves them, they are all his. The bloats are slowly subsiding, there are NO carbonated beverages in the house, empty KFC containers are in the trash, my New Year begins on the second day of the month and after all it is a Leap Year! Life is good but I've got to hide the pistachios!
Last year's resolution of "the daily cleansing of the mind" and reminding myself that I have much to be thankful for, seemed almost impossible, yet I achieved my goal, the practice now second nature. Much of today has been sheer torment but fun as hell! Can't remember the last time I had a New Year's Day off. My husband usually searches frantically for a golfing partner, enabling him to play in the annual "Bloody Mary" community wide golf tournament, which he and his partner have never won! Quite excited, our day began at what seemed the "ass-crack of dawn." A slight chill in the air but pleasant temperatures forecasted. Golfing shorts and layered shirts should suffice or that seemed to be the plan. Thank goodness for the Bloody Mary with a cappuccino chaser. For the record, this year's resolution was/is "a healthier and wholesome consumption of food!" Are tomatoes okay? There was only a little bit of the other stuff and as the Bloody Mary rushed through my veins, followed by the extra shot of caffeine and sugar, well, I felt quite toasty. Had I waited for the sun to warm the old bones, I'd of been the color of the veins that line my legs for God's sake! Not quite sure, the results of the tournament have not yet been posted, but...........I think............we either won or came in second!
Is chicken okay for my healthier lifestyle and diet? Great, that's what the Colonel said, as I downed bunches of "popcorn chicken!" Soda, not really my first choice as a beverage, I try to hydrate with bottled water, but as an extra hot piece of chicken began burning my innards, the Dr. Pepper being consumed by my husband, with the "devil may care" attitude concerning healthy foods, tasted mighty fine putting out the fire! So much so, I treated my damaged esophagus to "lots" more. What was I thinking? Not exactly a good first day. As I sat their feeling very depressed, the proverbial "three way" light bulb clicked on. Is there such a thing as "taking as mulligan" and starting my resolution over? Overcome by giddiness and what seemed eternal happiness, was short lived. But then as that light bulb "kicked it up a notch," becoming so much brighter, I thought "this is Sunday, it doesn't count!" You know when you give up something for Lent, Sundays are a freebie! Yeah, no, the first day of the new year IS the first day of the new year, period! What a loser!
As I walked the aisles of the grocery store, thanking God, I had the carriage to support my bloated body full of greasy popcorn chicken, Dr. Pepper and pistachios (forgot to mention those) and the Colonel's coleslaw (cabbage IS a veggie), that G-damn light bulb once again clicked to its brightest setting. "Suck it up!" Tomorrow is a new day and something good was a direct result of all of this craziness. It was a fun day! I didn 't buy anything unhealthy at the store, well, at least not anything I like. I will admit "there isn't a potato chip I don't like!" no, I did not buy any. I despise Cheetos, Mr. Bill loves them, they are all his. The bloats are slowly subsiding, there are NO carbonated beverages in the house, empty KFC containers are in the trash, my New Year begins on the second day of the month and after all it is a Leap Year! Life is good but I've got to hide the pistachios!
lol..i like this one
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