a fresh start

Here we are. 2010.

Yep. It came.

The boy is back in school. Thank the Lord for that.

The baby is back on her nap schedule. Hallelujah!

We purged the fridge of all sweets. Damnit.

And I'm thinking I would really love to have a clothesline in my yard.

Now I know you are saying to your computer, "April, you suck at laundry. Why do you want a clothesline?"

I'll tell you why.

I love the smell of sunshine on my clothes. I love the feel of crisp cotton. And more than anything, I love to listen to the sound of sheets snapping in the wind while I drink a tall glass of lemonade on a lazy afternoon.

I want to keep my options open. If I do decide to do laundry, I'd like to have the option of hanging it on the line to dry. That would be refreshing.

toss and turn to 2010

Be always at war with your vices, at peace with your neighbors, and let each new year find you a better man. ~Benjamin Franklin

Kellene

12/31/09
10:06 pm

I think it would be nice to get better at knitting this next year.


12/31/09
10:43 pm

This may be my last chocolate for a very, very long time.


12/31/09
10:44 pm

Okay just one more.


12/31/09
11:12 pm

Is it midnight yet? Can I go to bed?


12/31/09
11:28 pm

Oh for heaven's sake, why am I torturing myself? It's already 2010 in New York. I'm exhausted.


12/31/09
11:50 pm


Should I wake up Sugar Daddy to kiss him at midnight? Nah. I don't want to get his cold, and he's sawing logs over there.


Did I check to see if the doors were locked?


My pillow feels flat. New Year's resolution: buy new pillows.


Also, get better at knitting. Oh and get my art room organized.


What am I doing? I don't believe in making resolutions.


Check lists. I believe in check lists.

• buy pillows
• organize art room
• get my sorry soft arse back into shape
  

Is it midnight yet? Why am I still awake? How far should I run tomorrow? We need baby wipes. And celery. Lots of celery to snack on. Is that Thom? Oh good, just the dog. My word I'm tired. Go to sleep. Go to sleep. Go to sleep. Did I lock the front door? Oh and,

• no more staying up late
  

happy new year

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We are back from the cold North. Sixty-three degrees never felt so good. We drove twelve hours through the blustering wind and arrived back at our home on the coast at one this afternoon. We clomped up to our beds and settled in for a long winter's nap which felt sooooo good.

Tonight we have the fireplace going and the British version of The Office on DVD. I am going to get out my yarn and needles and settle in.

I'm so glad to be home, but I will miss my family. I hardly ever get to see my nieces and nephews and I wish I could hug them once more and pinch their cheeks like all good aunts are supposed to do.

I will particularly miss the mischievous giggle of this little sprite.