I’ve made all the usual resolutions. I won’t go into details. I probably won’t even come close to sticking to them. But I’ll have fun trying. Or probably not. ‘Cause really, where’s the fun in weight loss? (she says as she polishes off some leftover broccoli cheddar rice from last night’s dinner)

I think the only thing I’m interested in at this point is surviving 2008 with at least 25% of my brain still intact. That would be so supremely helpful. Reading the descriptions of some of my upcoming OSU courses is scaring the bejeezus out of me and I’m pretty sure I will be drooling into my own diapers by mid-summer. Anyone who says online courses are easy should be flogged. A lot. With a large trout.

I barely made it to midnight last night. I actually drove in to work yesterday instead of working from home, since it was our contract employee’s last day with the company. I didn’t want her to be all alone so I trekked down to San Ramon where absolutely nothing happened all day, save for an extended farewell lunch at Chevy’s, after which we all went home. I was so tired from getting up early that waiting for 2008 to arrive was a huge stretch. And two minutes after the rednecks down the street stopped setting themselves on fire, my head hit the pillow and I was out.

I was really just saving myself for tonight. Dad did this incredible glazed ham with steamed veggies and toasted mushroom wild rice. Mom broke out all sorts of yummy wine, and then we all sat down to a solid spanking on Life by Kevin. Awesome. One day I’ll win. I swear to it. I shall avenge my past defeats. Or something.

Back to the daily grind tomorrow. Nothing worse than having to go to work right after a holiday. It feels wrong. One of the companies I deal directly with at work gives all of their employees both holiday weeks off during the Christmas/New Year season. I’m so working for the wrong folks…