A New Year, A Whole Lotta Nothin'

So the holidays are now over and I’ve got at least a little time back to myself. No more sitting in a freezing basement wrapping presents for me, no sir. It was a wonderful holiday, but I’m rather over it now and am looking on to 2006.

I actually love this time of year. I think the promise of a new year - 12 whole months to get stuff done, meet new people, try new things (and recipes) - is somehow very hopeful. I do really well until about the end of January. Then I’m ready for May. And summer. And vacation. Ahhhhh...

Kids are good. A’s still loving school, and he’s got friends, which I find to be the most fabulous thing in the world. He’s way smart. I don’t say that because I brag on him or anything. Truly, I think this kid is smart. And I see enough 4-year-olds to make comparison. He’s amazing. And still rather demanding of attention at times. But that’s OK.

J’s a nut, plain and simple. She has more personality than 10 kids should have, and she’s a laugh riot. She’s at the great stage where she’s trying to say all kinds of stuff. She basically repeats a lot of what we say and comes up with wonderful words like “bahpo” for apple and “dydar” for dinosaur. Too cute. She still has ginormous cheeks and white-blonde hair.

D and I are dieting. We’re both rather confident that we’re losing water weight, but I refuse to get near a scale until my pants fit better. Then I’ll know for sure that I’ve lost at least something and don’t have to be depressed by the actual number I’m starting at.

I’m updating my resume this weekend. Scary stuff. But way exciting. I’m so thrilled at the idea of having the holidays and summers off that I can hardly contain myself!! I wouldn’t know what to do... hopefully it all works out.

And with that I’m off. It really is a new year’s resolution to write more often. And to watch Dancing with the Stars, which starts in precisely 9 minutes. That gives me no time to research beach houses for our May vacation.