Y’all, Next Year is Tomorrow

No really, next year is tomorrow. 2014! It was 14 years ago that I was having dinner at Pheobe’s house getting ready for a James Bond marathon. We were so hoping that Y2K was really going to happen because that would be like the most exciting thing that had like ever happened. I don’t know if it’s because of Y2K but that is the first New Year’s Eve I actually remember. Her family and I were sprawled all over her basement watching movies. Pheobe and I were eating a ridiculous amount of Chips Ahoy cookies and doing crunches while we ate them. It was our idea of being health conscious. When midnight came and went I was very disappointed. So anti-climatic. Got to love 14 year old logic!  


Word to the wise, if you are an abnormally small person do not become best friends with someone who is ridiculously tall. This will only make people think you are even younger than they already do.

I used to dread NYE. Let’s be honest, people put way too much importance on the evening. Everyone acts like 12/31 needs to be the best night ever. “It sets the whole tone of the year!” And then everyone drinks too much, acts like an ass and has to wait 3 hours for a cab. Three years ago, I had just moved to Austin and had no plans for the big night. Luckily my roommate at the time invited me to come along with whatever his plans were. Three pretty fantastic things happened that night. 

1. I started making friends. I didn’t really know the group of folks I went to the party with but there was a bunch of other people that were in the same boat as me there. I realized then what a friendly place Austin is as I wandered around meeting people. In addition, that was the first night I started clicking with the my roommate’s friends. I started to feel like I was going to be okay. I had (literally) made a good move. 


These are just a few of the fine people I’ve been introduced to since that evening!

2. Natalie asked me to go out the next week and split a sandwich with her. A girl date. Natalie introduced me to most of the people I know in Austin so meeting her pretty much changed my whole Austin experience! Also, she’s pretty cool. 

3. This really cute boy who lives part time in Alaska kissed me. Not at midnight, when I toasted the new year with total strangers, clinking our solo cups full of champagne. Later, when we were dancing. I didn’t know it then but that night changed my life dramatically. After all, I still like him. 


This is why New Year’s Eve automatically puts me in a good mood now. Besides all that, I also feel lucky to be seeing a new year. I’m sure we all know someone who we won’t be seeing in 2014 and that makes me grateful and lucky to keep going. 2014 is going to be a good one! Pheobe’s getting married, Natalie comes home from Australia, I’ll be taking a class that will be helpful to my career goals and hopefully my dad will be making a big move to Thailand (now that’s how you retire!). 

Come on 2014! I’m ready! Happy New Year everyone!


Welcome 2011!

It’s a brand new year ladies and gentlemen! (Ha!, like there’s multiple reading this blog.)

I rang in the new year at a party with friends and strangers alike. Keeping with my new year’s tradition (this is not my choice, simply my bad luck) of not kissing at midnight I cheers-ed my neighbors with champagne in plastic cups and felt the promise of new possibilities that 2011 could bring.

Just kidding. At midnight obviously I was drunk and headed outside to get a cigarette even though I quit smoking a couple years ago. But let’s be honest, who brings in the new year with good habits? It’s the holidays. Your family stressed you out. You ate way too much. You didn’t exercise once. And your liver is screaming, “You’re going to regret this tomorrow!!” Ssshh liver. It’s New Year’s Eve. Who cares!?

Fast forward to January 2nd. Hangover is over. Sleep deprivation is dealt with. The replaying and reenacting of all bad choices and party’s hilarious events is pretty much played out. Time to get serious.

Time to go the gym, spend more time outside, quit smoking, rid your house of junk food, and remember to call your mother. Or whatever it is you’ve “resolved” to do this year.

I personally hate New Years Resolutions the way I hate diets. It’s all done insincerely, without much determination and certainly without the dedication to see those resolutions past a couple weeks. Don’t diet, change your lifestyle. Don’t just write a resolution, mean it, want it, want to change your life. Reinvent yourself.

But alas, as happens with most fads, I end up participating in some way. And certainly the start of a new year is as good time as any to reconsider the way I live my life and question the path I’m on. What can I do to to improve my life, better my perspective, make my life more meaningful?

So here am I again, going with the grain, being a sheep and all that and writing myself not resolutions but goals.

Goals for 2011:

Write: I should be blogging or writing in some form at least 5 days a week. If I want to really get better than this is the only way.

Explore: Pick something about Austin each week to explore. This is obviously also part of the whole blogging thing but some things need to be reinforced or reminded.

Put Myself Out There: Accept invitations. Invite new friends to dinner. Find somewhere to volunteer. Join a book club. Talk to people at yoga. Keep in touch with old and new friends.

Exercise: Find more ways to be outdoor. Do more yoga. Push the limits. Bike more.

Find a gosh darn job.

What are your goals for 2011?