1- Lose the weight. I have no excuse. After this baby the weight must come off. I have an entire wardrobe of work clothes that I cannot replace and I must fit into before I return back to work. Therefore, when any of you see me scarfing down a burger or a hundred pastelitos, please hit or me something.
2- Organize my utility closet. At this time, I have all my Christmas stuff neatly packed away in bins sitting on my living room floor because my tiny utility closet is stuffed to the bring with camping gear. Gear that I will never use ever again because I hated camping. Which reminds me, does anyone want my camping gear. Come and get if you want.
3- Find out the exact reason why when men get into a fight, the words "Punk Ass" must be thrown around repeatedly. I was on my way to pick up Sofia from pre-school and I saw a fight between two teenage boys and the word "Punk Ass" must have been said about 10 times in 30 seconds by each kids
Teen 1: You're a punk ass. I kick you punk ass.
Teen 2: Shut the fuck up, you punk ass.
Teen 1: I'm no punk ass. You're the punk ass. Come over here and fight. I'll kick your punk ass.
Teen 2: Punk Ass!!
Ok...why don't they just fight already? I got so bored I left.
4- Learn to cook. My family lives off ground beef. Well, just Jose because Sofia lives off Mac n' cheese and hot dogs. I know this cannot be good for them. I want to learn to have a signature dish and use such ingredients as lemon grass or thyme. So when people come over and say, "Yum, is that lemon grass I taste?" I could say "Yes. It was so easy to make too."
5- Move Sofia into her own bed. Yeah, it really is not going to be restful for any of us if I have to share a room with Sofia and Baby Logan.
6- Pay off the stupid Bowflex (which my husband never uses except to hang up his clothes), the furniture and my credit card. Luckily, we don't owe much on any of those, but it kills me that I have a balance.
7- Fix my camera. Baby Logan will not have any memories of his first year of life, unless I get that done. He will be like me. Typical 2nd child, except that my mom has no remorse that she never took any pictures of me. When I ask her why there are like 15 albums dedicated to my brothers every milestone and not mine. She looks at me and says "I was busy." Uhmm...that doesn't make me feel any better. Kind of like when I asked her if she smoked and drank while pregnant with me and said "Of course! It was the 70's." Gee... that explains a lot!
8- Adopt a cat. Yes, I know that I'm crazy for taking on yet another pet on top of two children and a lazy husband, but I really, really, really want a cat. RIP Susie. I miss you!!
9- Try to get Bravo to do a Real Housewives of Hialeah. Don't you think that would be hilarious? Seriously, will it be any wackier than those OC Housewives? I have several friends who would be perfect candidates.
10- Live healthy and love much. I have a lot to grateful for and in the end you have remember that everything is a blessing.
Happy New Year.
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1 comment:
I refuse to write down any resolutions anymore. Seven or eight months from now it will be a sad reminder of how little willpower I have... BUT, I gladly will slap the jelly doughnut out of your hand or remove any Godiva chocolate I see from your house. :)
Dude, watch Food Network. Specifically Paula Deen, Rachael Ray and Alton Brown. Plus, I have tons of cookbooks you can borrow AND there's always the Food Network website. OH! I can forward my Rachael Ray e-mails - I always get great recipes from there.
I think after the first couple nights of baby Logan waking up and crying every 2, 3 hours, Sofia will get her blanket and pillow and move herself.
Um, you remember your best friend Lety? She will document your son's every move whether you want it or not. No worries. I'm of no use in that department. All my son's scrapbooks are collecting dust in his closet, random pictures everywhere, post it notes all over the place with info such as "rolled over" and "sucked his thumb" in no order... My poor kid.
Get a kitty! They basically take care of themselves... Plus, you'll be doing a great thing if you adopt. Cue the sad music: "In the arms of the angel, far away from here..." Are you crying yet? I am. LOL
Um, and who are these would-be candidates for Real Housewives of Hialeah???
Happy New Year mi blanca... I figure if Lety's my negra, you can be my white chick. :)
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