RE-BOOT

It's been a while, hasn't it? The journal thing doesn't seem to be taking very well. I'm finding that at the end of the day, when the time comes to sit down and reflect, I'd rather find out what everyone else is doing around the blogosphere, how their day went, how their dramas are unfolding. Mine are stale already. -- Still unable to return paragraph, BTW. At any rate, today is New Year's Eve, which automatically empowers all bloggers with a theme, and maybe that is the key. 1) Once again, lose weight. Just thinking of this is like pulling the plug on all energy and happiness, which I can feel draining away as I type. Even here, on my secret blog, I haven't the heart to deal with this. So maybe my resolution should be amended to 1a) find motivation to lose weight. Onward. 2) You know, there is no 2. My ongoing failure to achieve 1 is such a drag I can't even bother with the rest. Hmmm. That's a little weird. OK, I'm starting to get that claustro, stale, too-much-in-my-head feeling. Change of subject. I recently read something about the value of noting something positive about each day. Fair enough. Most of the positive things about my life are what is missing, poverty, hardship, pain, suffering, traffic, stress. Other than that I can say that last night my parents arrived from Florida, the children were beautiful and well behaved, the house was lovely, with candles and christmas lights reflecting off all the polished floors and warm woods, the soup and bread was nicely presented, --since I took it out of the styrofoam take-out boxes and put it in my fancy serving dishes,-- and my First Husband deigned to be here to greet and welcome them, and so we presented a pretty picture of exactly what they were hoping to see. So that went well. Today we have a BBQ at Alicia's house, where I have instructed her to invite all the older generation of her large Mexican family. My parents, ageing hippies that they are, so love meeting Friends from Foreign Lands.