The Baby Jesus had been glued onto one of our friend's tacky Christmas sweaters.
He made his way into almost every New Year's Party picture.
I'm too easily amused.
Alright, onto my 2012 New Year's Resolutions. (And no, I'm not making any promises to give up Facebook this year. That didn't work out too well.)
I've done my research and they say the best goals are goals that are SMART.
I broke down my goals for the year into 4 broad categories:
Finances, Relationships, Health, Personal
I then broke it down further into very specific, measurable goals. I won't bore you with all of the details.
This is the first year in my life that I have the opportunity to be financially independent. Though it may be short-lived pending some other factors, I finally have no debt and a steady income.
As far as relationships go, I can definitely do a better job at nurturing my friendships. My life is very busy, as is everyone else's that I know of, but that shouldn't be an excuse.
When it comes to my romantic relationship, I plan to be more deliberate and intentional. While it's great to be comfortable in a relationship, I think it can also be dangerous if you lose the excitement. Obviously not everyday will be exciting--that's life. But I can make a deliberate effort to plan and do exciting things.
Health-wise, I need to get better at taking a preventative approach. The dentist, the dermatologist, etc. Why wait until you are having a problem when you can avoid the problem altogether? I tend to put my health on the back-burner, because I have no obvious health problems. I'm young and thin, but I definitely don't have the healthiest habits.
I made some personal goals, mostly relating to my job and my personal activities. It's important for me to start going to church regularly. I want to be on top of my game at work, always going above and beyond what is expected. I need to keep practicing my cake decorating. I want to keep reading book after book after book.
I'm excited to see what this year has in store. I am so thankful for where I am at in my life.
The Sweet Tooth will be going full force this year.
You can keep expecting references to Brazilian waxes, private parts, and menstrual cycles. I like to leave nothing to the imagination.
You can keep expecting food, cake decorating, and pictures of my dog.
You can keep NOT expecting romantic stories that involve Brian leaving me flowers and sweet love notes, Brian sweeping me off my feet, or Brian looking up from the video game and asking me if I want to spend the evening sipping wine and talking about our future children.
You will be severely disappointed because that shit never happens.
My body still hurts from when Brian danced with me at the New Year's party, twirled me around, dipped me, and then dropped me completely on the floor.
Dancing is not on the agenda for 2012.
Happy New Year everyone!