I was raised making new years resolutions since I was a small kid. My parents were amazing but not all-together perfect because for instance, I was also raised to not put lids on anything, or even worse to rest a lid on its jar in the fridge without properly securing it, thus ensuring the eventual disaster the next time it’s chosen and shaken. I’m working on that. Meanwhile it’s ingrained in me that I set aside, every year, some time to think about how I’ll better myself (SCREW LIDS ON TIGHTLY). My resolutions normally involve health (lose weight/less wine), organization (clean car frequently, pay bills on time) and something in business (create helpful systems without annoying protocol).
But with two very small kids and a demanding (and exciting) career I can give very little to anything else and any lofty resolutions are fruitless and will join my long list of failures. So this year I’m not promising to work out a lot, write more birthday cards, cook organically, or SEW A G.D. QUILT.
This is not the year that I will learn to throw pottery or speak french. NAY.
My goals are fairly simple, but it’s nice to write them down and think about their importance (or lack thereof):
1. Join our new community – We have been desperate for a neighborhood with kids, who hopefully go to the same school as ours, and even more optimistically share some of our same values. We have fantasies of casual Saturday afternoon bbq/play dates in the backyard and we are so excited to live those out. If you are a new neighbor of ours and have wondered why we haven’t come to say hi (and I apologize for the construction) it’s because Brian and Birdie have had hand foot and mouth disease the whole break. We didn’t exactly want your first impression of us to be ‘Hey neighbors! We are the family with a highly communicable virus that has left Brian looking like he had leprosy on all his limbs’ (its GNARLY in adults, you guys). But we’ll meet you soon. 2017 is about community for a lot of people and we are no exception.
2. Listen to more music – We are shipping down my family’s player piano and I’m so excited I could spit. It’s been in our family for 100 years and it’s old and BEAUTIFUL but it needs some work (the player components are shot, the soundboard thing is done and 6 keys are missing). All my siblings and parents are musicians and have proper beautiful pianos (we are Mormon, after all) but that one, the one that we were all raised playing on, has been awaiting us. If any of you know anything about player piano restoration here in LA, then please advise.
3. Continue to vocally support and negate what we feel passionately about in the world – I can’t believe how much I appreciated all of your comments and input about why you voted for Trump and it honestly blew my mind open and made me way more empathetic to those outside our liberal California bubble, while not making me like him any more. Going forward I will speak my analytical (open) mind, not brush over the negative out of fear of backlash and be part of the influence that I want to see happen in our world. Obviously this blog will never be a political one, but I won’t NOT push publish on a post out of fear of being less ‘popular’. I wish the influencers that I followed allowed for more dialogue on their platforms and spoke their minds articulately and accurately more often when impassioned. So, in line with my forever mantra of ‘be the blog you want to read’ I suppose I will. Also, I can’t wait to make that into a t-shirt and sell it to exactly NO ONE. P.S. Don’t get scared, this is more a reminder to me than a change in digital strategy – I think you all know that I am thoughtful in my posts about anything controversial so this isn’t some sort of call for aggressive discourse, I promise.
4. Survive while smiling – So easy. Our christmas “vacation” was riddled with small things that went wrong (car broken into, basement flooded, HFMD, sick toddlers, SO MANY DROPS OF WATER FROM THE SKY THAT WE AREN’T USED TO IN LA, etc.). But we survived and really, really tried to stay positive (thank God for grandparents). I’m pretty good at keeping things in perspective, but it’s always nice to remember that no one has ever died of a blog failing or an instagram post being ‘unliked’. No one has ever died of being an insecure parent, watching too much reality TV (GAH TONIGHT IS THE NIGHT!!! #bachelornation), or forgetting to provide socks for their baby. In fact no parent has ever died of crawling into their toddler’s crib and cuddling with him (many mornings in a row) because he is scared and just needs his mama even though I know that when he begs for cuddling in the middle of the night and I acquiesce, that I am creating quite the (cuddle) monster. I don’t care anymore. I’ll be cognizant of my decisions, but i’ll do whatever I want to to make our kids the happiest they can be (especially during a big change like a move) and keep Brian and me in a healthy and happy marriage.
Really when it comes down to it, those goals are this: be kind to neighbors, listen to music, speak empathetically, and stay positive no matter what life throws at you.
Perhaps my resolution should be to be more concise. But I’d fail, because this lady loves her words.
Happy New Year, folks. May we all be slightly better versions of ourselves this year, eh?
What are you resolving, if anything?
(P.S. remember the year that I wrote these insane resolutions?).