bring it on, aught-nine!

So, a new year has been rung in. The champagne has been gulped, the trip back home has been completed, and I am confronted with the first post the year. How to play it? I could get gushy on you and reminisce about the wonders that 2008 brought my way, glowing about my dear children and fantastic spouse and all the joys we experienced over the last twelve months.

Or, I could get all determined on you and share my to-be-tackled list for 2009, which of course would involve the shedding of pounds, the gaining of a skill or two, the reading of books and the vows to be that ever elusive better parent.

Or, I could be really organized and creatively together and unveil a new look, or new feature, or new overall theme for this little bloggy space of mine, bringing in the new year with a fresh new start around these here parts.

Or, I could make some big, important announcement to the world on this first day of the year, some life-altering change or earth-shattering revelation that will change the course of my future days.

Hmmmm....

Thinking about all of these options for the official first post of 2009, I have to consider the following facts:

1. I'm actually exhausted from working for a few hours on a PTA project that has left me in no particular gushy-girly-emotional mood... for once in my life.

2. I'm terrified of making resolutions, since I feel like I'm inevitably setting myself up for predictable failure... and that's just no damn fun.

3. I've got nothing new up my sleeve for this space. It will continue to be the very simply laid out, blue paletted place where I gripe and rejoice, share my laughs and my sorrows, and hope that there's maybe one person out there who connects with something that's going on here.

4. Since I'm not pregnant, newly employed, or the winner of any significant change-your-life-kind-of-prize these days, this option is bust.

So, I guess all that I'm left with is to write a simple Happy New Year kind of post that tells you that I'm happy and healthy and wish the same for all of you out there. This last week found me spending time with people I love, reading good books, treating Pudge's conjunctivitis, soothing Red's tantrums, watching JAM become this unbelievably big kid, kissing lovely hubby, and going to bed each night with a (very) full belly and a feeling of security that is too often difficult to come by in our world.

All in all, not too shabby. Happiest of new years to you.