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Addendum to NYRs

As we have come to the half way point in the year, I thought it would be *fun* to look back at my New Year's Resolutions and see if I've screwed up minimally and therefore have been able to accomplish any of the heafty goals on my list. Now, you may recall my NYR post in which I explained that I spend my days fudging up life and consequently making new goals for myself: 1. Don't swear in front of children. Or neighor's children. Or children on playground. 2. Turn off car before pumping gas. 3. Clean bed sheets every week. 4. Watch kids more so that they don't climb onto kitchen counter and grab knives. 4. Remember birthdays of everyone; of anyone. etc. etc. It's been a busy year of blundering in these five short months, but I am still curious to see if I've made any progress in the "wishful thinking" category. To remind you, here are the lofty goals of colder days gone by followed by a brief synopsis of my progress toward said goal.

1. Drink more water. Check! Splendid! I am drinking much more water and peeing a lot more because of it. I wish I'd added that to the original list and then I would have been able to check off two goals! 2. Cook more real food for myself and my family. Nope. This one has gone nowhere fast. As a matter of fact, right at this very moment, there is a frozen pizza and frozen chicken nuggets cooking in the oven. 3. Stress less about driving in the snow. Sweet! We had no snow this winter so I didn't stress about. Mission accomplished and who says I have to include this goal again next year? 4. Do more yoga. No, haven't been to one class yet this year. But I will, before the year is out. I will. 5. Run in a road race of significant distance. Oh hell yes! 13. 1 done. Thank you, all gods of the universe, for helping me do this one. 6. Wear more sunblock. Bought some last week. Putting in on me and the kids. So far, so good. 7. Spend less time on facebook. Umm, uhh, yes.....oh look! Is that a 700 pound bird outside your window?! NEXT! 8. Get published. Again, this one has to happen without me putting an ounce of effort in. I'm waiting but am not holding my breath. 9. Get my scrapbooking up-to-date. Just did 10 pages today! Only about year behind now! 10. Lay on a beach in a bikini Check this one, too! I decided to go back to a one-piece for everyone's sake though.

Since I accidentally (and in a few rare cases, intentionally) accomplished a few goals already, I'd like to add a few more. Why not! I am an over achiever! I can scratch 1, 3 5, 6, 9 & 10. As an addendum, here are my 6 new goals for the second half of 2012: 1. Ride a bicycle (something I haven't done in over 15 years) 3. Read a book a month 5. Decrease my floppy cat belly 6. Keep running (maybe try another crazy race?) 9. Develop a British accent 10. Don't sweat the small stuff

And there you have it! Melissa's NYRs updated. I've never done this before, and I may be asking too much of myself, but who cares? What will all three of my readers do to me if I slip up? And, won't you be really proud of me if, in December, I pass by you with a nice, flat tummy, riding a bicycle, reading a book and say in my best British accent, "Chocks Away! Would you care to join me for a cuppa tea, darlin'?"

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