New Years Resolution

It's that time again--when one runs through their life like a broken house looking for everything to fix.  That's right--it's New Years.  So much pressure for resolutions! 

Sometimes the thought of that mean fat diapered Baby New Year makes me see red laserballs from my eyes!  I have given up on resolutions and instead celebrate "me."  I call up my parentals and ask them, "tell me about when I was a baby."  I suggest this exercise for everybody. 

I look at myself for hours in the mirror and adore myself.  I even find my face shape.  Why spend time trying to "improve" yourself when you can find the real you instead.

New Years resolutions--I say throw um' to the dogs! Chili dogs!

New Year's Eve

Well, here we are, another passage marked by time.  I shan't believe that another year has slipped through my open fingers, like crumbs at breafast.

On a more somber tune, I can't help but reflect whilst that one song played by a saxaphone is whizzing through my mind.  There have been melancholy moments for sure. 

What a time to ponder.  But I shall sigh and quit pondering life through somber eyeglasses. 

Off to neverland!  My heart feels like a zhu-zhu pet is running amiss in it!