Maybe Not a New Decade, but a New Start

I feel a little guilty saying that I'm happy for the decade to end (and I guess it won't actually end till next year), but really, the last one was tough. I was blocks away from the World Trade Centers on 9/11 and a resident of New Orleans during Katrina. Any set of 10 years will see its share of bad stuff, but one very good thing happened too: We moved to Austin. So I guess I shouldn't hate on the Aughts too much.

We met lots of amazing people in the Aughts. We became bestest friends with Jaime and Jacob, people that I plan on hanging with till I'm old and wrinkly. I can even picture me and Jaime as old ladies moving in together. I'll go vegetarian and teach her to crochet. And she'll take care of my coo-coo self. Jaime is good at taking care.

I'm not planning on making any ridiculous resolutions. I think last year's was something like "Don't buy anything this year." Yeah, that worked. So this year, I think I'll just concentrate on being a positive force in people's lives. Hey, a girl can try/wish, can't she? I just want to say "I like" more than "I hate." But maybe I need an exemption where food is concerned.

If a person's year is decided by what she does on the first day of it, then mine will include eating lots of chicken-fried bacon and brisket, playing tennis, dancing with friends and hanging out with neighbors. Doesn't sound like a bad year to me at all.