Vague Intentions

Happy New Year!

Typically I'm a resolutions girl.  I love a good, measurable, finite challenge.  Resolutions past include:

• Lose 25 pounds
• Run the Chicago marathon
• Try a new recipe every week 
• Learn to play tennis
• Take more writing classes
• Become licensed massage therapist
• Start a blog
• Publish something...anything

With the exception of a few minor pitfalls, (still "working" on my novel, inactively seeking out an opportunity to coach a field hockey team and longing to learn how to play guitar) I've been successful with resolutions.  This year, however, the air is filled with far too much uncertainty for resolutions.  There are too many scopes, doctors appointments, new allergies, A1c tests, constant dietary manipulation, stomach flus, skin rashes, vomiting episodes and other surprises around every corner for any kind of focused marathon training.  Keeping everyone alive and fed is still a top priority. 

So a slacker's list it is.  My vague intentions for 2011 are not revolutionary by any means but they all lean toward achieving some semblance of personal balance that's been lacking since, well, I suppose since I got pregnant with twins in 2007.  Write more.  Sweat more.  Eat more good stuff and less bad stuff.  Spend less.  Play more.  Worry less.

Roo threw up carrots at school yesterday.  Next scope is 1/19.  Baby steps on that worry part.