hey, it's my first post of 2006!

New Year’s Eve turned out to be pretty fun. We stayed home so we didn’t have to worry about either of us being designated driver, I cooked us a lovely dinner, we rented a movie (“The 40-Year Old Virgin,” which was surprisingly funnier than I thought it would be), we got silly drunk on cheap champagne, and we watched the midnight countdown on TV. We flipped back and forth between our local “New Year’s at the Needle” and “Dick Clark’s New Year’s Rockin’ Eve”; speaking of which, did anyone else see that? I guess the stroke Dick Clark had last year really affected his speech patterns, it was very sad. Anyway, midnight rolled around, and we made out ferociously for a while because… well, because we were tipsy, and because we’re married so that’s totally allowed now. Of course we never did anything like that before we were married. Nooooo, never. Yeah. Moving on.

Oh, for those of you were wondering from the last post, I’m not pregnant. I may not write about it immediately if/when I am, but I think I can safely say when I’m not. And I’m soooooo not. Hence the heavy alcohol consumption on New Year’s. Please don’t fear for my as-yet-unconceived children.

Last night, Dave and I went to the gym for the first time in ages. I’m not going to call it a New Year’s resolution because those almost never last longer than a month, and I’m really trying to make this part of our daily routine like it used to be. For me, the hardest part is just getting myself into my workout clothes, out of the house and into the car. Once I’m there, I’m fine. But honestly, I’m just tired of feeling uncomfortable in almost all of my clothes, and I don’t like the fact that I’m winded after I walk up the two flights of stairs to my office. So it’s time to make some changes. I think my sudden motivation probably has more to do with the fact that I’m turning 30 in (gulp!) less than 2 weeks than anything.

And, there’s not much else going on. I was thinking about trying to make a resolution to post every day like Sally is doing, but seriously? I just don’t think that’s possible. Within a week, I’d be reduced to writing things like, “Today I got up, ate breakfast and went to work. Then I came home, Dave and I had dinner, we watched ‘The Daily Show’ and went to bed. The End.” I suppose it could be a great creative writing challenge, but I’m just worried that I would bore y’all to tears. And I’m already paranoid that no one ever reads this as it is. So yeah, I think I’ll just stick with the every-few-days-or-so posting frequency that I’ve been doing all along.

7 thoughts on “hey, it's my first post of 2006!

  1. yes, that *30* thing will kick us all in the ass. i have 5 months, which should hopefully be enough time for me to stop being LA.ZY and get in better shape. i am with you, i just want to feel like my pants are actually loose or something. (i threw out my scale in october. i highly recommend it.)

  2. Happy New Year! 30 in 2 weeks. Jeez! That's so OLD! (heehee!) I just realized that if I got pregnant this year, I could sing "Got a kid I'm 33, baby!" I remember when 33 yrs old + parenthood sounded like a death sentence.

    Oh, on another topic… hook'em!

  3. HOOK 'EM!!!

    30? [dismissive exhale]. I'm 36. Just wait until you're as old as me.

    Pretty soon I'll start creaking when I walk.

  4. Man, I had to rack my brain to place that lyric – it’s the Pretenders, yes?

    And um… hook ’em? What is this “football” of which you speak? I do not understand.

  5. Tony, if it’s any consolation, I had no idea that you were so ancient. 🙂

    And my knees already creak when I walk. But they’ve done that as long as I can remember, so I think it’s less an age thing, and more a crappy-DNA thing. (Thanks, Dad’s side of the family!)

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