Happy New Year!
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same_skyToday is one of those rare days in which M is the one dictating the go-to-bed time. Usually, I'm the sleepy one and therefore, go to bed first. He will either come tuck me in (and sing! and he has a lovely voice) or he will come to bed when I do. He's many things, but he's not so bright when it comes to getting enough sleep. But since I have tomorrow off, and he has to work, then I am not in a hurry to get to bed but he just mentioned something about it being bedtime. And no, he doesn't make me go with him or anything, but I don't like being up when he's asleep because it feels kind of creepy. And because.. I really am sleepy anyway. The point here is just that he's downstairs checking on his bread, and so now I accidentally don't have much time left to write.
I am so looking forward to tomorrow. Tomorrow is the real first day of the year.. I never count Jan 1 as much of anything because it's a family day and therefore, it doesn't count towards any real-life goals. I'm not exactly doing resolutions this year, but I am kind of planning on Life Improvement. This is related just as much to the holiday season being over as it is to it being a new year. (Wow. 2006. Really?) It feels like we finally have time to work on things other than doing only the bare minimum necessary to get through the week. We both have loads of Projects that require attention, and I am eager to get started on them. Life just keeps marching on, and if I want to do the things that I say I do, then why must I then put them off? I have a pretty good idea of what my Nanowrimo book should have been by now. I have changed the secondary conflict totally and there are actual reasons for what goes on now, and the characters have been becoming people in my head and I haven't written one single solitary word of that story since since November of 2003. I feel like an idiot when I talk about writing here because I rarely try to be pretentious about what I say here in that artsy sort of way of people who try too hard. Maybe that feeling would go away if I would devote more attention to nurturing my creative side instead of pushing it to the side.
That was a bit of a tangent that I didn't mean to get into. All I'm saying is that I want to spend more time doing the things that I profess to enjoy. That's not a resolution, exactly, just something that I've been working on for a while. And as everyone, the Yayer household is going to be trying to eat better and exercise more. I did the first weigh-in this morning and discovered that I have actually lost four pounds since the last time I stepped on the scales. Not a bad way to begin the year. Now if that old saw about doing the same thing all year as you do on the first day holds true, I'll.. well, I'll be dead by the end of the year, so perhaps I shouldn't wish for that. :)
That reminds me. We were shopping on Friday and I was trying (unsuccessfully) to find a coat. I was in a store that has "coat" in the title, so I kind of expected that for once, I'd find something. M was looking for me a while before he found me, as I am short and was hiding out in the long coats (all of which, yes, are too long for me.) I informed him angrily that I was going to start a federation. ("A federation? Of what? Short people who get lost in stores*?) My new club is going to be the "Fat People Get Cold Too, Dammit" Foundation. What is with all these coats that are hopelessly not the right size? I find more selection when it comes to bathing suits than coats, and let's be brutally honest here--our society would much rather us generously-endowed ladies cover their unsightly persons than bare skin. So where are these coats that fit? What am I missing? I have been looking for a coat for five years! The one I've been wearing, incidentally, was purchased by my mom and is too thin for the weather I've been wearing it in.
Anyway, back to resolutions. Wow, the boy's definition of "soon" really doesn't fit mine but I'll keep typing here. I'm going to be increasing my focus on my projects, work on the healthy living thing, mainly through reduced snacking and cooking better meals and being a bit more active but nothing too extreme because that's really not the kind of person that I am. That's pretty much stuff I should have been doing anyway and have been in fits and starts, so I'm not too worried about the drastic lifestyle change thing. (A little worried about keeping with it because I am easily sidetracked by shiny things and balloons.) But.. I kind of figure that anything that gets me started is worthwhile, even if I don't STAY started all that long, and hopefully at least some of it will stick.
M is so cute. He has mad Excel skills now from his job and his little pet project now is a word count file that tracks his progress, averages, etc from all of the books that he has planned or begun. It will be quite good when he's finished, I think. He's hot when he's techy. And he did wear the shirt I bought him for Christmas today.. the one that says "geek." on the front.
Oh! The cake! It was pretty decent, but not right. It was a little too dry, for one thing, and kind of.. floury-tasting, not chocolatey-enough. Cousin A complained about the red food coloring flavor, but I don't think that was the problem.. it looked exactly right in color so I don't think I added too much or anything. There wasn't enough frosting, but both Krista (12) and Elizabeth (1) really liked it, and the others all said it was good. (The kids were just much cuter about it.) I think it was just Mom who "got" why I was so disappointed in the outcome. But.. it was my Mamaw's thing and I want it to be my thing, too.. but she had fifty years to perfect her technique. I'll try again until I get it right, no big deal. (I did make sure that it was cut correctly, though. Proper red velvet cakes must be cut in half, and then cut in slices at a 90 degree angle from the first cut. Very important, affects flavor immensely.) And it was awfully pretty, so it wasn't entirely a failure.
Okay, M still hasn't declared it bedtime so I feel like a dope for writing all that when in fact, I'm the one thinking it's time to enforce a bedtime. Pretend I didn't say it. And.. night night, internets!
*He has threatened to make me wear a flag on my head so he can find me. It's kind of an old joke with us.
I am so looking forward to tomorrow. Tomorrow is the real first day of the year.. I never count Jan 1 as much of anything because it's a family day and therefore, it doesn't count towards any real-life goals. I'm not exactly doing resolutions this year, but I am kind of planning on Life Improvement. This is related just as much to the holiday season being over as it is to it being a new year. (Wow. 2006. Really?) It feels like we finally have time to work on things other than doing only the bare minimum necessary to get through the week. We both have loads of Projects that require attention, and I am eager to get started on them. Life just keeps marching on, and if I want to do the things that I say I do, then why must I then put them off? I have a pretty good idea of what my Nanowrimo book should have been by now. I have changed the secondary conflict totally and there are actual reasons for what goes on now, and the characters have been becoming people in my head and I haven't written one single solitary word of that story since since November of 2003. I feel like an idiot when I talk about writing here because I rarely try to be pretentious about what I say here in that artsy sort of way of people who try too hard. Maybe that feeling would go away if I would devote more attention to nurturing my creative side instead of pushing it to the side.
That was a bit of a tangent that I didn't mean to get into. All I'm saying is that I want to spend more time doing the things that I profess to enjoy. That's not a resolution, exactly, just something that I've been working on for a while. And as everyone, the Yayer household is going to be trying to eat better and exercise more. I did the first weigh-in this morning and discovered that I have actually lost four pounds since the last time I stepped on the scales. Not a bad way to begin the year. Now if that old saw about doing the same thing all year as you do on the first day holds true, I'll.. well, I'll be dead by the end of the year, so perhaps I shouldn't wish for that. :)
That reminds me. We were shopping on Friday and I was trying (unsuccessfully) to find a coat. I was in a store that has "coat" in the title, so I kind of expected that for once, I'd find something. M was looking for me a while before he found me, as I am short and was hiding out in the long coats (all of which, yes, are too long for me.) I informed him angrily that I was going to start a federation. ("A federation? Of what? Short people who get lost in stores*?) My new club is going to be the "Fat People Get Cold Too, Dammit" Foundation. What is with all these coats that are hopelessly not the right size? I find more selection when it comes to bathing suits than coats, and let's be brutally honest here--our society would much rather us generously-endowed ladies cover their unsightly persons than bare skin. So where are these coats that fit? What am I missing? I have been looking for a coat for five years! The one I've been wearing, incidentally, was purchased by my mom and is too thin for the weather I've been wearing it in.
Anyway, back to resolutions. Wow, the boy's definition of "soon" really doesn't fit mine but I'll keep typing here. I'm going to be increasing my focus on my projects, work on the healthy living thing, mainly through reduced snacking and cooking better meals and being a bit more active but nothing too extreme because that's really not the kind of person that I am. That's pretty much stuff I should have been doing anyway and have been in fits and starts, so I'm not too worried about the drastic lifestyle change thing. (A little worried about keeping with it because I am easily sidetracked by shiny things and balloons.) But.. I kind of figure that anything that gets me started is worthwhile, even if I don't STAY started all that long, and hopefully at least some of it will stick.
M is so cute. He has mad Excel skills now from his job and his little pet project now is a word count file that tracks his progress, averages, etc from all of the books that he has planned or begun. It will be quite good when he's finished, I think. He's hot when he's techy. And he did wear the shirt I bought him for Christmas today.. the one that says "geek." on the front.
Oh! The cake! It was pretty decent, but not right. It was a little too dry, for one thing, and kind of.. floury-tasting, not chocolatey-enough. Cousin A complained about the red food coloring flavor, but I don't think that was the problem.. it looked exactly right in color so I don't think I added too much or anything. There wasn't enough frosting, but both Krista (12) and Elizabeth (1) really liked it, and the others all said it was good. (The kids were just much cuter about it.) I think it was just Mom who "got" why I was so disappointed in the outcome. But.. it was my Mamaw's thing and I want it to be my thing, too.. but she had fifty years to perfect her technique. I'll try again until I get it right, no big deal. (I did make sure that it was cut correctly, though. Proper red velvet cakes must be cut in half, and then cut in slices at a 90 degree angle from the first cut. Very important, affects flavor immensely.) And it was awfully pretty, so it wasn't entirely a failure.
Okay, M still hasn't declared it bedtime so I feel like a dope for writing all that when in fact, I'm the one thinking it's time to enforce a bedtime. Pretend I didn't say it. And.. night night, internets!
*He has threatened to make me wear a flag on my head so he can find me. It's kind of an old joke with us.
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Date: 2006-01-03 03:56 pm (UTC)