Getting Back to ME: 2011 Resolutions


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I’ve been putting myself last for years now, not because anyone asked me to but because nothing brings me greater joy than my family, so taking care of their needs before mine just came naturally.  Something happened recently, though, that made me pause to think about life:  I turned 49.  Next December, I’ll be 50.  The big five-oh.  Wow.

I looked in the mirror and saw a woman in serious need of a make-over – not only on the outside, but on the inside as well.  Next December, I want to be a Fab 50, not a frumpy or frazzled 50.  So, I’ve decided:  2011 is the year to get back to ME.  With my youngest child half-way through kindergarten, my husband finishing his Master’s degree in June, and the New Year right around the corner, it seems to me that some resolutions are in order.

Now, I’m not looking for an extreme make-over.  Uh-uh.  These need to be realistic, achievable goals.  That’s not to say they won’t be challenging.  After all, some of them have been attempted before, and some have been achieved but not maintained.  Knowing that goals must be specific and measurable and that it helps to be held accountable, I’m sharing with you my resolutions for 2011:

  1. Fit into my wedding ring.  I think I’ll need to lose about 15 pounds for that to happen, but the number of pounds is not as important to me as the ability to wear my wedding ring again.  I am proud of the man I married and miss wearing the ring that symbolizes our love.  Fitting into my skinny jeans will be a nice bonus.  This goes hand-in-hand with resolution number two.
  2. Exercise/improve heart health.  I plan to utilize my treadmill and work-out DVDs at least three times per week before the boys get up for school and continue to walk with friends when I can.  I also will reduce carbs, increase vegetables, eat reasonably-sized portions, and drink more water.
  3. Reduce coffee intake.  Heck, I might even eliminate coffee altogether; have done it before.  I hear there’s going to be a coffee shortage in 2011, so it seems like a good time to give it up.  Tea is good.  I’ll drink that and more water from now on.  Coffee makes me jittery and upsets my stomach, anyway.
  4. Read at least two grown-up books per month:  one for fun and one for education/self-improvement.  Books read with the children, while fun, don’t count.  I love to read and don’t know how this simple pleasure managed to slip out of my life for so long.  To accomplish this, I plan to turn off my computer by 9:00 p.m. every night.  Period.  That’s going to be the hard part.
  5. Blog once a week or more.  This is totally new, but once a week shouldn’t be difficult.  I read a great deal online.  Add to that at least two new books a month, and I should be able to find SOMETHING interesting to blog about.   My husband will be thrilled if I manage to use part of my daily word allowance by blogging because I talk A LOT.  The challenge for me will be to crank the postings out quickly and not over-think the writing because I’m a bit of a perfectionist.  Being a social media consultant and work-at-home-mom (WAHM) of “advanced maternal age” (AMA),  my topics likely will include kids, food, health, aging, earth, social media, marketing…in short, whatever is “onmymindrightnow.”

What are your resolutions for 2011?

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Dandelions


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This would have been better to post back in the spring when I wrote it.  Oh, well.  Hope you enjoy it anyway.

DANDELIONS

Searching for signs

of spring in my garden —

hoping for tulips or daffodils, crocus, or hyacinth.

What do I find?

A dandelion.

Not one but dozens.

It is frustrating

to find only weeds.

I pull twenty or so.

Some come out easily, root and all.

Others cling stubbornly to the earth

leaving only jagged leaves in my hand.

No matter how much we fight,

they come back every year.

I feel a grudging respect for those pesky weeds

because tenacity is a trait to be admired.

Different scenes fill my mind…

a highway cutting through a vast sea of yellow flowers

beautiful in their abundance;

small hands clutching bouquets;

shining faces, kisses, and a proclamation:

“These are for you, Mama,

‘cause you’re the best Mama in the whole world!”

Kissing away tears a short while later

when the beautiful bouquet

has withered and died;

puffy cheeks blowing seeds —

what do they wish for in their innocence? —

wide eyes watching as the seeds float away.

Oh, dandelions, why are you hated so?

You bring so much joy,

I want you to

GROW.

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