Resolutions, anyone?

I think that explains my attitude towards making any New Year's Resolutions this year [click it to enlarge]. There's another Lucy strip somewhere where she is actually discussing NY's Resolutions with Charlie Brown and she takes offense at the suggestion, saying she's already perfect or something like that. I honestly don't have the energy to think about making any resolutions this year. I am Too. Wiped. Out.

Beau coup activity in the past week, most of it family-related. I try to recall and all I see is my life flashing before my eyes. Went to see National Treasure 2 ("Bullshit!" was my frequent comment throughout); hung out at L.'s house; thoroughly enjoyed the Butterfly exhibit and The Alps IMAX at the science museum, free of charge!; did a lot of face-painting at home; threw down at baby Mardi-Gras at the Chirren's Museum on NY's Eve (I carried the baby through the mad crowd and we danced to the Soul Rebels from New Orleans); brought in the New Year amongst much food, drink, fur, and fun at Auntie R.'s house; tried to entertain the baby when she came to work with me on 2 days; and last night we had to drop her off, then go to Mudflap's house to watch wrestling. See?! I'm maxed out, man. But yes, in a good way.

Today was S's last day at his shitty job. I have given him the gift of a 3-day weekend so that he is a little rested for his big school day on Monday. We will commute together so I'm having to sacrifice big-time myself in order to get our asses downtown in order to drop S off at school by 8am, sharp. Shit, that means in bed by 10pm in order to be up by 6:30am--b/c I do need my 8ish hours of sleep which is probably the only thing keeping me sane sometimes--for the next FIVE months. Owwww. I still need to plan the best for us to get downtown. There's really only 2 ways from our southwest location.

Anti-aging note: I pulled 5 gray hairs from my head the other day. I don't want them!!! Someone who doesn't even have any crow's feet does not need to be having any gray hairs!