Wait. So you're saying Christmas is over? Like for reals?? What the ...... ?!??!
After a whirl-wind-family-filled Christmas vaca to Idaho and rushing back to CA to shoot a day-before-New-Year's-eve wedding in San Diego, Jas and I decided to kick it real casual on Dec 31st. We had ourselves a movie marathon in our coziest sweats and I wore my best Navajo sweatshirt (if you've been near me in the past few months I'm sure the two of you have met). It was perfect.
Jas fell asleep during our first feature and I pronounced his movie marathon abilities as royally sucktastic.
He had better luck during the second movie (due in part to the giant metal bowl of buttery air-popped popcorn in his lap). And we finished off our bottle of Martinelli's as the ball dropped and danced to C Lo Green and Blake Shelton in front of our tv.
Yesterday was January 1, 2012. The day for writing new resolutions for the new year.
I started writing all sorts of fantastic and fresh resolves like such as: exercising and going to bed earlier and losing weight and plucking my eyebrows more regularly (oh, it's on there).
But then, before I knew it, I was painting sparkly confetti fingernails instead.
I have always had outstanding follow-through.