New Year... Spew Year

So New Year's resolutions are a great concept, for those who can actually accomplish them. I for one am hit or miss. Several years ago, I decided to cut out the caffine. Well, maybe it wasn't just me, o.k. maybe my doctor decided I was gonna cut out caffine and I decided I would claim it as a resolution. I won that one, and haven't really looked back. I do have the occasional glass of caffinated tea, but for the most part I don't desire carbonated beverages anymore and it's worked out nicely.

Last year I had another makeshift resoultion. It seems that sometimes they just slap ya right in the face huh?

I had gone to the doctor (once again) for some reason that I now forget. I stepped on the scale and discovered that I weighed the same amount that I had weighed the day my oldest child was born. If that's not an eye opener, I don't know what is. Geez, could that really be possible, and could I really not have noticed. See up until that point we didn't own a set of scales. My husband was blessed with the metobilism of a marathon runner, and I guess maybe I was in denial. I decided I should probably take off twenty or so pounds.

I managed to come in the year on target with the goal. I wish I could say I was in peak physical condition, or that I had become a health food nut, but truth is I eat as terribly as ever, just less of it. My pants fit though, and that's always a plus.

So this year, well it's January 8th and I have no definite goal. I would like to save more money, be more frugal if that's possible. I would like to enjoy life more, and stress about stupid stuff less. Let's just say my resolution is to love my family better, and concentrate on the things that really matter.