Reality Check

It's about that time to break forth the rhythm and the rhyme.

Oh, wait, no that's not right.

It's about the time for New Year's Resolutions!!!

This year I'm not going to get all crazy and make 60 resolutions.

Maybe just like 32.

Nah. Nothing like that either.

Originally I was going to jump on the 32 Before 32 bandwagon and make a big list of things I want done before my next birthday.

But guess what?

In 2012 I'm going to have another baby.

My toddler is going to learn to run and say no.

My dog will continue to be neurotic.

And our two really furry cats still haven't mastered sweeping up their own hair - no matter how many times I show them how with the broom and pan.

And did I mention the laundry? More laundry than I can fathom. Where do all these clothes come from? It can't be from me, because I can never find anything I want to wear in my closet.

Dirty laundry fairies.

So, this year I will be realistic instead of optimistic.

Because optimistic gets me a big list of unchecked "to dos" and we all know how I feel about that!

For today, let's look back at my 2011 list and see how I did. That should make for a nice reality check and a good reminder while this year's list needs to be paired down.

And I'll be back in a few days with a SHORT list of resolutions for the big 2-0-1-2.

2011 Resolutions: Reality Check
Fails: Running a 5K, date nights, Beth Moore Bible study, taking a dance/cooking/crafts class, painting my nails, finish a craft project once a month (I got all the way to NOVEMBER without screwing up - so close!), use an Advent calendar for Christmas, volunteering (what's that?).

Successes: Losing the baby weight (and then I added another baby and MORE baby weight), practicing generosity, sending birthday cards (I was MUCH better than I have been - I'm counting that as success), eat more vegetables (mmmm...broccoli), take more pictures, start a new blog (well, hello there!),

*Side Note*
I'm feeling awfully pregnant these days. That'll happen when you're past the 30-week mark. But today I'm having a wardrobe malfunction that isn't making the situation any better.

I'm wearing a cardigan that will not, for any reason, or with any persuasion, stay buttoned.

I've buttoned, and buttoned, and then cursed some choice words while buttoning some more.

And all to no avail.

My belly is just too much for those tiny white buttons and they are crying out in protest.

I guess I don't blame them.

It's probably time to retire this MATERNITY shirt to the "too small" pile.

That pile is getting a bit too big for my taste.

And so is my rear.

Happy Holidays everyone! Have a safe and healthy New Year's!