Welcome Baby New Year!

2009 was an exciting year in the Critical Mass household. New jobs, new houses, selling old houses kept us on our toes. The changes have been good. T loves his new job. Z and Q are very happy at their schools. I love having extended family near by and I'm having a pretty easy time of making new friends. Those pesky webbed feet (from living in swampy east Texas) have finally started to clear up. All in all, life in the desert suits us. Of course, I have now jinxed us and we will be asked to move immediately.

I am excited about the new year. This year I look forward to (finally) getting settled into Wester and our new house. I am jazzed/devastated that Z will be starting kindergarten this year. (How did that happen? She was born ten minutes ago!) I will be having a milestone birthday this year. The 11th anniversary of my 29th birthday. I have mixed feelings about the big 4-0. I am hoping that it will help motivate me to keep my resolutions (for once!). I want to be a RED HOT mama on my 40th birthday. You know, for all the pictures that will be taken at my birthday party. (Hint. Hint.)

So. Resolutions. I name the usual suspects:

1. Get some any more exercise.
2. Eat better.
3. Have more patience with my spawn.
4. Make sure I get enough "me time" to make #4 possible.

I am getting cautiously excited about the exercise thing. My new friend, Bun, is encouraging me to go to the Y with her. She is a substitute Pilates instructor, so she is pretty serious about the whole going to the gym thing. She has even threatened to come to my house and drag me there should it become necessary. It's like a personal trainer without the expense and with lots more laughing!

As for the eating thing, I know what I need to do. It's just a matter of doing it. It is no mystery to me how I got to this weight. I have no delusions of 'I have a slow metabolism' or 'I eat the same as everyone else and gain weight'. I need to write down everything that goes in my mouth. (Blah. That was always my downfall at WW.) I need to measure, measure, measure. I need to cut out mindless snacking.

I'm not sure how I'm going to make numbers three and four happen, but I'll keep you posted!

What do you resolve this year?