Bring it on, 2013!

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

With a handful of friends, Adam and I rang in 2013 from the comfort of our own home. I can't even put into words how nice it was to A) not worry about finding the perfect outfit B) not spend a ridiculous amount of money to go to some big party and C) not worry about finding/paying for a cab to drive us all the way up to Marietta at the end of the night. We just had some of our closest friends over and ate a lot of unhealthy food, drank a lot, played board games and laughed too much. Maybe it's a sign of us getting old, but it was one of the most fun New Year's Eves I've had.

In Baker tradition (you know, since this will be the second year...), I sat down and thought about my resolutions for 2013. [We heard a great sermon about resolutions on Sunday and when our church puts it online I'll be sure to link it.] 

Here are my 2013 resolutions (drum roll, please):

1. Don't get another dog. They say you're more likely to reach your goals if you write them down, so maybe that will help? Honestly, if having two dogs wasn't so expensive we would 100% have one right now. I just feel so bad for Ruthie Roo when we're at work. I think she needs a buddy to play with, but our bank account doesn't agree.

2. Be happy for others. Being happy for other people does not come naturally to me, jealousy does. That sounds so terrible, but it's true and I hate it about myself. Adam and I are so beyond blessed (seriously, it takes my breath away sometimes), but I can't help but look at others and notice what they have that we don't. I know when I'm doing it and I stop, close my eyes, and pray and remind myself of all the blessings we have. It's my hope that by the end of 2013 I can genuinely be happy for other people and not have to talk myself through it. This is something that only the big guy upstairs can help me with, so we're going to get super tight this year.

3. Quality over quantity when it comes to friends. Friends are supposed to bring out the best in you, not bring you down. PERIOD.

4. (This one is SO cliche, ugh.) I have got to start eating better. Adam and I work out on the reg, but for the most part eat TERRIBLE. I realize I was blessed with a legit metabolism (again, check out my blessings!), but that close friend of mine will peace out sooner than later. It's the whole "moderation" thing that gets me - why can't I just eat an entire bag of Flaming Hot Cheetos and not be healthy? I'm definitely going to have to (somehow) convince myself that I literally am what I eat. And I don't want to grow up to be a Flaming Hot Cheeto, but I wouldn't mind being Flaming Hot (ba doom ching!).

I'm going to think of some sort of physical goal, too - just haven't gotten there, yet. Last year it was a half marathon, and I can guarantee you that this year that will not be the case. I'm also not going to be unrealistic and hope for a six-pack by summertime. Hmm... I'll have to ask my fitness guru (aka Adam) for some ideas.

Random side note to end this post: Have you read Heaven is for Real? I read it in one day and cried most of the way through it (which is kind of embarrassing considering I read about 3/4 of it on a plane). I have always believed in Heaven, but it was so interesting to actually visualize it. It's an amazing, easy read.

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