So here I am, a week after New years. I kept my head down and no one asked me to make that New Years commitment called a resolution. I'm glad for that, when I proclaim to the world that I am going to do something, that is the time for my inner beast (a label used soley to describe that part of me which refuses to comply with just about anything good for me) to deny deny deny.
My resolution last year was to loose 50# and here I am, just about the same weight I was 54 weeks ago.
So, no resolutions or proclamations, about the only successes I can claim over the past years are that both my kids are successful and seem pretty happy and I quit smoking..