Who loses 3 1/2 pounds over the Christmas holiday????? This girl!!  Now, I can chalk this up to two main factors.  ONE- I don’t like ham and I have to be in the mood for chili and meatballs.  This is what my amazing mom made for Christmas Eve.  I picked at the chips and onion dip (my favorite since as long as I can remember.) Five years ago, I started hosting Christmas day lunch/dinner.  I made prime rib the first year, YUM!!! Every year since then, my husband and brothers have requested chicken and eggplant parm.  Apparently this wee little redhead lass cooks bomb Italian food.  I just don’t like to eat it.  So, you guessed it, I picked at chips and dip again.  I stayed away from the deserts, and other snackies, and I didn’t even drink.  There are 2 unopened bottles of Moscato in my fridge. At least I’m all set for New Year’s Eve!

TWO- We, like most well-meaning parents went a tad bit overboard assisting Santa financially.  Therefore, I have no food in this house, except left over Italian, and no funds to buy any more!!! (I’m kidding, I’m pretty sure we have enough money to go food shopping, so don’t worry about us Mom!)

Let’s talk New Year’s Eve.  Referring  back to the “I hate most people” statement I made in a previous blog, it should not surprise you when I say, “I hate going out on New Year’s Eve, there are too many people, making jackasses out of themselves.  I would much rather stay at home, watch my husband and son make pizza, snuggle on the couch, fight to stay awake until midnight,and ultimately pass out around 11:20PM anyway.”

I am also not a big resolution person.  Let’s face it, most resolutions are forgotten about by February 20th, give or take a week or so.

HOWEVER,this year,I am making two promises to my husband and children.  I promise to be less of a crazy person, (no offense to any actual crazy people out there who may be reading my blog.) I also promise to make healthier choices.  I don’t want to be the mom who cannot run and play with her kids, or who doesn’t get in any pictures because she’s embarrassed by how she looks. I also don’t want to be the mom who has a freaking breakdown when we cannot find a hat, the popcorn spills all over the floor, or a stain won’t come out.  (And wouldn’t you know it, while I was typing this, my sweet little girl smushed gum into our living room carpet.) I have managed to stop stressing over the debt we have accumulated.  It is what it is, and we have to deal with it. When I pay the bills, I no longer cry and worry till I make myself puke.  This is a huge accomplishment.  But, I cannot figure out how to stop buggin’ over the little things.

And yes, my children are now yelling at our pets, this insanity needs to stop!        

I thought that as the little things pile up, I eventually can no longer cope and I lose it.  My darling husband pointed out to me that I cannot deal with ANYTHING anymore.  So, now the entire “Internets” (see funny resolution cartoon above!) knows what my promises are.  I encourage all of you, no, I demand that if any of you see me doing something unhealthy (stuffing my face with something greasy and yummy, or sitting around when I should be moving) or you witness me at the early stages of a flip-out over something trivial, smack me, punch me in the throat, shriek at me…for the love of God, do something!!! They say it takes a village to raise a child, but in my case it’s going to take a mob to help me calm the fuck down and lose weight!

   Luv, Col