I don’t know why I have 37 chins, but this picture from our cruise in November makes me laugh.
- Happy New Year! We rang in yesterday by cleaning the house from the very mini-party we had (me: let’s decorate! jay: let’s get some candles. me: ok! friend: LOVE the candles! very classy. me: ha.) and then trying to take a hike but everyone in Greenville had the same idea so we ‘hiked’ around our neighborhood and did a 90 minute yoga class (epic) to live music and then ate and watched TV in between that. Kind of perfect.
- I’m sad to say that I’m not sad that I’m back at the hospital for work today. I actually love this job, despite 7,000 annoyances that would make your skin crawl but that I can’t write about here because people I work with read this blog and I’m scared. To lose my very low-paying low-respect therapist job? I need a lesson in logic.
- Do you make resolutions? We don’t. Not like “I’M GOING TO LOSE 20 POUNDS IN FIVE SECONDS AND PAY OFF THE HOUSE THE HOUR AFTER THAT” kind of stuff. Instead, we’ve talked about #babies (!), travelling more, job satisfaction, eating more green things – all good things that I think are nice when they happen gradually. I have some other “resolutions” that involve Jay painting every room in our house and buying new furniture, but he wasn’t terribly impressed by that conversation. Imagine.
- In unrelated news, Jay is living large in that he gets to hear the new Taylor Swift album approximately once per day, and he’s probably dying to go back to work too at this point, even though he doesn’t go until Monday. The lyrics, though…that girl can write. AND, I think that’s what makes it bearable for Jay and just obsessive for me – every single song on that stupid new album makes me think of something very real that has happened or is happening to me in my life. It’s just like every relationship I’ve ever had comes out of T-Swizzy’s face and I just can’t stop won’t stop, all that jazz. In love. Might have to start a lyric of the week. Let’s start now! “And his voice is a familiar sound, nothing lasts forever, but this is getting good now.” High school emotions. Just stop.
- We need a new countdown! We can’t countdown to Christmas anymore, it seems a bit premature. My birthday is in less than 3 months! I work on my birthday every year but that’s ok because 29 is kind of uneventful and I get my kicks off of productivity anyway so….maybe not the best countdown. We’ll think of something better for next week.