Hello, my dear ten readers, and happy new year. Just a quick post about resolutions I’d like to share. Take them as a journal entry, if you will. Or won’t.
Anyway, in 2017, I resolve to:
Continue to say “You’re welcome” even when people don’t say “Thank you.”
Create a candle.
Use the mute button any time Orange Face comes on the TV.
Take in the beauty of nature, by pausing, looking around and inhaling. And maybe taking a shot for Instagram.
Speaking of Instagram, I resolve to stop following those who incite any type of negative feeling. This includes but is not exclusive to: anger, jealousy, envy, incredulity, frustration and feeling old.
Proudly start admitting my age. (None of your business. Rome wasn’t built in a day…)
Fire up the smoker Bertrand got me for my birthday.
Bake a cake, then smoke it. Also to be smoked: tomato sauce, bread, steak and portabellos.
Make soup every weekend until spring’s thaw.
Try something seafood-y at least once a month. (I said, Rome wasn’t built in a day)
Spend more time with friends I don’t see enough of.
Nail a homemade kombucha recipe (and save $50 a week in doing so).
Take even more baths.
Grow my gray hair out at least two inches, then assess.
Buy more clogs, Uniqlo Heat-Tech undergarments and cheap shit that thrills me on ebay.
Create a business plan for that weekend restaurant thing we’ve been talking about for three years.
Call said restaurant “Hygge.”