Welcome to 2009

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

~ from the Wormeck's ~

Along with the New Year comes the infamous resolutions. You know, those pesky little things that you resolve to change with each coming year... yet for some odd reason, all the resolutions are swept under the rug by Valentine's Day, never to be seen again until January 1st of the following year. Yep, you know what I'm talking about, don't pretend like you don't fall within this category!!

I actually stopped making resolutions several years ago when I was single. My thought process was this - why bother with the tedious New Year's resolutions when I have no one to be accountable to? It was such a no-brainer, and I loved that I didn't have any resolutions weighing me down when I woke up with a massive hangover at 1:00 pm on January 1st. Then when I was no longer single, my excuses went like this:

3 years ago - I was in newlywed bliss as Ben and I were married one week before the end of the year. Who the heck needs resolutions at this time, everything is perfect, why change a thing?!? Three years ago, I fell asleep about 15 minutes before midnight.

2 years ago - Braedyn was less than 2 weeks old. Who the heck has time for resolutions at this point. The only thing I wanted at this very moment was sleep, and lots of it, nothing else mattered. Two years ago, I slept through the midnight hour as it was right smack in the middle of Braedyn's feeding schedule.

1 year ago - I was 10 weeks pregnant with Chase, and was overcome with extreme fatigue and nausea. I DARED anyone to ask me what my resolutions were, as I was dealing with serious first trimester woes and a one-year old. Last year, I managed to stay up until about 11:00 pm before passing out.

Today - I have no more excuses, and unfortunately have to succumb to the pressure of creating New Year's Resolutions. So here they go...

Patty's New Year's Resolutions (subject to change at any time)

1) Restart Weight Watchers (for the 50th time) to take off these last 10 pounds. Okay, well... if I'm going to do this right, I guess I need to be honest about this. It's no longer 10 pounds, but more like 12 pounds. (Sheez, did you see me trying to stretch the truth on the first resolution... this is not starting out so well, huh?)

2) Appreciate my husband more and "yell" at him less. Honestly, this is Ben's resolution for me. If I were to write it, it would say something like this, "I appreciate my husband very much, and never yell at him. Sometimes I raise my voice a little bit so that he can hear me, but I wouldn't define that as yelling. Keep up the good work, Patty."

3) Clean my house and filthy bathrooms on a more regular basis. Figure out creative ways to convince Ben to hire a housekeeper in the near future. Let's face it, it's no secret that Ben didn't marry me for my cleaning skills... or cooking skills... or gardening skills... but let's just focus on one issue at a time here. With two little ones, there's no time to do things like scrub the floors and bathtubs. I'm in serious need of a housekeeper. I'll settle for holding off on this until we move to a bigger house, but I have to start working on Ben NOW so I can wear him down enough so that when the time comes, he'll just give me what I want in an effort to stop the nagging!

So there you have it, my three resolutions for the New Year. And yes, I totally believe that any more than three is just setting yourself up for disappointment, because who can really keep more than three resolutions, let alone remember them all come March? And oh yeah, I almost forgot, there's one more small detail - these aren't effective until Monday, January 5th. Because let's face it, who is ever successful at anything that begins on a Thursday?!? (Pretty clever thinking, huh? I bet you wished you thought of this one!)