Get your pads and pens ready because it’s time for the Week In Review.
The Week In Review is a list, in its purest form, not of the things you still need to do, but of all the things you have done in the last seven days. It’s an achievement list, an ode to yourself, a celebration of sorts, and a virtual pat on the back or smack on the ass. Wink, wink, nudge, nudge.
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I thought about doing a typical weekly recap today, but my type A personality dictates otherwise, and I always listen to the voices in my head. It’s a new year, a new dawn, a new day and the people want resolutions, and by people, I mean me.
I know, I know, everybody is already tired of annual recaps, resolutions, intentions and single words hand selected to hone your focus in 2017 (mine would be ‘survival beast mode style’ and yes I realize that’s multiple words; you don’t seriously think I’d adhere to the rules just because I’m a mom now). Your fatigue with such lists will not stop me from my penning my own. Pish, posh, I will try to make it interesting though.
Let’s get listing:
In 2017, I vow to have more monkey loving. You have no idea how detrimental a baby can be to one’s sex life. Parents with children close in age are imposters.
I vow to drink more champagne and other boozy cocktails for no other reason than it makes me giddy. I love everybody when I imbibe so this really is win for those around me too.
I vow to be brutally honest here on the blog, which is no different than any other year. I’m sure my parents and now my in-laws (Hi guys, love you all) appreciate my sassy, sarcastic, and oversharing ways.
I vow to stop saying this is year I’ll learn to love squash because clearly that shit is never gonna happen.
On a related note, is anybody interested in taking this spaghetti squash off my hands? It’s only a few months old. I’m sure it’s still good.
I vow to take a trip sans child, and an institution someone involuntarily checks me into doesn’t count. I’m picturing beaches, books, and booze.
I vow to keep blogging because it’s the one place I can still be me.
I vow to make pasta from scratch because I’ve always wanted to.
I vow to join a gym and start exercising on a semi-regular basis again; maybe.
I vow to stop taking ridiculous Facebook quizzes, just as soon as I finish this one right here.
(Wow, did they get this one wrong.)
I vow to visit my family in Buffalo more so they can watch le petite bebe grow up.
I vow to be me in all my shitty (hello diapers) and shining glory.
Oh and I vow to keep submitting posts to Scary Mommy even though they haven’t accepted a single one yet. My day will come, and then I shall rule them all. Cackle, cackle.
World domination seems like a solid note to end things, so I’m gonna turn the mic on over to you. Link up your resolutions, your recaps, your reviews or whatever you’re feeling.
Peace, love and bunnies.
It’s your turn. I want to hear from you. Link up and get yo’ list on.
What are some of your resolutions? Or your word of intention?