2013

My mother once told me that what you do on the first day of the new year is indicative of how you will spend the rest of your year.

I'm not sure how I feel about that.

My Love and I spent last night eating incredible homemade spaghetti and meatballs (he. Is. The. BEST!), playing banana grams, and watching the middle third of Downton Abbey season two. Our take is that we love it, of course, but holy soap opera-ness. The heir is back! Presumed dead! But he had AMNESIA! And he is DISFIGURED! So we cannot tell if it's him or not! And he has a strange accent! And Lady Mary's fiancée is a DICK! Mrs. Bates is dead TOO! It was entertaining but rather exhausting.

Yesterday's dinner was the first real meal I've had in five days. I had a TERRIBLE reaction to a z-pack I was given for general malaise/strep/etc and it effed me up! Originally thought it was food poisoning but since everyone shared everything at lunch and no one else was sick, it had to be the drugs. I got sick approximately 4 hours after taking the first dose. Man, was that shit brutal. I am weak as hell and have lost all the jolly vacation weight I put on.

No resolutions. My fathers exact quote was "my resolution is no resolutions, I just want to be me". Word Dad! I said "I'd like to work on being a nicer person" and he said "lulu, do not do that."

From the mouth of Parental Units.

Happy New Year to you and yours!