spinthemoon (spinthemoon) wrote,

We don't need no stinkin' resolutions!

I refuse to make resolutions. There are a zillion and a half things I need to do better  (or for that matter, do at all) but why set myself up for failure?  

As we were folding laundry New Year's Eve, the following conversation took place:

Husband: So I suppose your resolutions are to lose weight and stop cutting your hair?
Me: I need to lose weight and let my hair grow out?
Husband: ...

Of course he's right, but that's rather beside the point, don't you think? But speaking of hair cutting, Santa put some awesome scissors in my stocking this year - real precision hair-cutting shears. I used them to trim my bangs and got a little carried away. They were just so fun! I ended up with what I tell myself is a kicky retro shag but in reality is more like Susie Quatro in her Leather Tuscadero phase.

We had a very low-key start to the year. The Boy konked out early, and Husband and I watched DVDs and sipped some bubbly at midnight and went to bed. He really wanted to go to bed early, but stayed up because I did. 

Here's a pic of my exciting New Year's Eve:

Yes, he drooled all over my shirt. My life is so glamorous!
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