Okay, I have to confess that I’m guilty. Like every other American, my New Year’s resolution is to lose weight. No big surprise, after a challenging year, I let my diet go to hell. I looked in the mirror today and thought “who is that fat chick”? Not that being fat is necessarily bad, but since I can’t fit into my clothes and I’m convinced I’m losing my hair due to what I eat/ am not eating, I think it is time for a change. So off to Weight Watchers I went. This time when I weighed in the secretary didn’t practically yell, “you’ve gained five pounds”. Um, ‘cause that is what happened the last time and I’ve definitely gained more than five pounds this go round.
But losing weight isn’t my only resolution. When I first started my blog oh so long ago, aka back in November, I promised myself that I’d write every week. I knew that wasn’t much since most folks will tell you to gain a following you need to blog a few times a week, but I at least knew myself well enough to know that once a week would be a challenge. Then life, the holidays and family issues came calling and I fell off the wagon faster than a girl on a diet at a buffet (note to self, avoid buffets). But Saturday changed all of that. I dreamed about this blog and about you. Yes, you, my followers. At the moment there aren’t (m)any of you but still I dreamed about your disappointment that I had broken my word about keeping this blog up to date. So I’m back, with a renewed sense of purpose. So get ready for a fun, crazy 2015. Toodles for now, I’m off to think about my next post J