It's almost criminal how long it's been since I've written. I promise to do better in 2010. In fact, that is my only New Year's Resolution.
Life has been busy. In the sense that most of it has been spent sitting on my couch with my laptop drinking endless Starbucks lattes* and working. So, intellectually busy. (Except for the embarrassing number of hours I've spent playing Mario Brothers** on the Wii*** with Savannah. Although, jumping on that fire-breathing dragon takes alot of mental effort. I know this because my brain hurts afterwards. That's what happens when you revisit an activity in your 30's that you excelled at in your teens. See also: ice skating.)
I've been trying to come up with a clever way to recap 2009. In pictures? With song? Hand puppets? Pig Latin? But, in the end, you and I both know that if I try to get overly clever I'll be wrapping up 2009 sometime in the Spring.
I don't want to scare myself off.
So, I just need to sum up this last year so that I can shut the godforsaken door on 2009 and usher 2010 in properly.
We had a health scare
I dyed my hair
I gained twenty pounds
My face has never been so round
We're almost out of debt
This is as good as it's gonna get
We're able to save again
We should be able to buy another house in 3010
We paid off our car
Now I can fully stock my bar
We're bringing up our FICO
Only 300 more points to go!
Savannah started second grade
I can't keep track of all the friends she's made
I have to laugh
That she's already better than I am at math
I turned 32
I got the swine flu
The virus was a breeze
Compared to what 32 is doing to my knees
My mom gave me a gift that made me sob
She had a book made out of my blog
Five years of posts make it abundantly clear
I used to be much funnier
I assure you I gave that no forethought. The jealousy. It's overwhelming you.
Since clearly this post is turning into Cheese Central, I'll go ahead and just give you a rundown of the highlights and lowlights of 2009.
Favorite Purchase of '09: Gap yoga pants**** (And I bought an iPhone in '09 so this is saying something.)
If you do not own at least one pair of Gap yoga pants, life is passing you by, my friend.
Favorite Book of '09: The Help *****
I curled up on a chair in the living room with this book on Friday and by Sunday morning Chris was desperately offering to read to me out loud if I would just please get up and go take a shower? Or maybe some mouthwash?
Most Overrated Movie of '09: New Moon
I tried, people. Really I did. I mean, I'm excited about The Babysitter's Club book series making a comeback, so I know I have it in me. It's just...the dialogue. I think I could have written every line of this movie on the palm of my hand.
Edward: "I want you"
Bella: "I want you too"
Edward stares at Bella
Bella stares at Edward
Everyone is angsty
I just...don't get it. Maybe it's because I'm a 32-year-old whose favorite purchase all year was a pair of yoga pants?
Most Favorite Beauty Product of '09: REN Glycolactic Skin Renewal Peel ******
Helloooo, 29 again. That is all.
Drink I Was Most Confused By in '09: Starbucks Cinnamon Dolce Lattes. I think they taste like... spit? Sorry, I can't think of any other way to describe it.
Best Moment of '09: I'm going to have to go with when Chris found out he still had a job. And got a raise. Since there were tears and fudge involved.
Worst Show of '09: Jersey Shore.
This show is horrendous.
I haven't missed an episode. I am ashamed.
Favorite Song of '09: The Fear by Lily Allen.
Maybe it's because I live in southern California, but the verse "everything's cool as long as I'm getting thinner" just nails the attitude around here sometimes. Suddenly flabby feels very courageous.
So, welcome, 2010! Can I get your coat? Would you like a drink? Kick off your shoes! Because you and I are going to be very good friends. AREN'T. WE. A house, a baby, and perfectly arched eyebrows. That is all I ask from you.
*Bought by me.
**Bought by Chris.
***Bought by Visa.
****Bought by Mastercard
*****Bought by Paypal
******Stolen from my mother's bathroom counter.
Don't you just love the new world of blogging? Disclaimers, it's what's for lunch.