I am not one for New Year’s promises but I do promise you all that I will do this for the next 30 days:


I wrote a dozen checks yesterday and at least half of them have the 20089 feature.  Luckily, turning an 8 into a 9 is not that thorny.  2007 was tough.  I threw a ton of checks away in January 2007.

And a few more non-promises for 2009:

  • I will breathe in my boys more often.  The time is approaching rapidly when they will not let me near enough to smell their sweet heads or let my cheek linger against theirs. I have come to find that a deep breath inches away from their faces is life affirming.
  • I will be a better wife, which will be easy as my self assessment in this area has indicated “needs improvement” in several categories.  Dave will disagree but I think I have to work on that whole “I am always right” thing that I have perfected during the last 40 years.
  • I will push my body as far as it will go so that by this time next year I will be a cross between Linda Hamilton in Terminator 2 (thanks again for the poster, G) and an American Gladiator.
  • I will write, write, write, write, write this year – mostly for MoB but I will also write a book in the next twelve months even if it kills me – or someone else does.  But I don’t think they it will.
  • And I will listen to more music, preferably live.  Dave and I went out this weekend with friends to the Tin Angel, a small bar that has great singer songwriter shows.  We used to go a lot when we were dating but it’s been years.  Check out Susan Steen, a total unknown to me as of last week, but now the singer/writer of my 2009 theme song:

 “Start Again”

For every mistake I have made, every check I need to re-date, every blog contest in which we did not make the final cut, every New Year’s promise that I never quite brought all the way home, in 2009, I start again.

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