No thank you. It's all we can do to stay up until midnight. Next year, Ian and I vow to celebrate the East Coast's new year's (so we can stay up until 9 pm, then call it a night). Amen.
We have a couple of loose new year's resolutions this year, and I haven't written any resolutions since I was in middle school. I might have to dig them up, but I remember them to be something like:
1. Dress cooler.
2. Be cooler.
3. Exercise more.
4. Follow a beauty regiment.
What does that all mean at the age of 12? Who knows? But I used to write them.
This year, Ian and I want to stick to our date nights...to put more effort into planning a special evening discovering our city and spending time with each other. We also want to dedicate a night a week to bettering ourselves: by reading, learning something new, etc. Just away from the TV. I personally want to devote more time to keeping connected with my very dear friends from far away. With each move, I develop a larger circle of people I love, and I am horrible at maintaining those relationships regularly (or at least once in a while reminding them that I care). So...there you have it. A loose promise to each other. And my last loose resolution is to keep in mind some very wise words my Deedahn imparted over Christmas---he really is a role model. He was talking about our hometown--a small town--and said he couldn't understand why someone didn't want to have anything at all to do with the town. Because "there were very decent people living there." And those are words I want to remember more often. To stop being a tad judgmental, and remember that most people are decent and that they're people.
OK, enough for that.
This past week was a dream. After spending excellent quality time with all the fam and some friends, it was incredible to just hang out with Ian for a week. Although we were both "working" at times this week, we were both really slow. It was almost like we had the whole week to just get things done. It was great.
We went to see a double feature at the Castro Theatre Saturday--a tribute to Henry Mancini. It was Breakfast at Tiffany's and A Shot in the Dark. A great way to spend an afternoon. We had brunch some days, went shopping, spent a lot of time playing our instruments (Ian bought me an electric piano for new year's, and I have been practicing everyday---kicking my 13-year old self in the piano practicing butt)...and Ian's gotten back into playing guitar. I know, I know...we're a regular Partridge Family.
So today was back at work, but we did both get to see our good friend Wendy, who was in SF for a day (for work).
You can tell the holidays are done. As I walked the 2 1/2 blocks home from the F train tonight, I passed 7 Christmas trees on the sidewalk, awaiting pick-up tomorrow morning. How sad. One had a Mountain Dew bottle in it, one still had tinsel. Ours was sadly not among the sidewalk trees--it had moved up a block on Saturday when we set it out (for the people in the "home" to enjoy, undoubtedly), and today has disappeared. Hopefully it's happy wherever it is....
And now bye bye to the holidays until next year....*sigh*
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