Happy New Year, my darlings. It is now officially 2012, and the world has not imploded. *sigh of relief* It's that time of year where people typically make resolutions. I honestly don't ever do that, because it's basically setting yourself up for failure. However.... however, this is the time of year when the "random strikes again", and I get new and different ideas in my head that I want to accomplish. I mentioned one of my ideas to my husband the other day and he had the audacity to mumble, "Gah, you're so random," and I was like, "Really? Really." Like it's something new.... But I figured I would share my list with you of 2012 goals, and then I figured I would be able to share with you through this new year if I accomplish any or all of them.
Here it goes....
1) I want to do a Polar Bear Plunge. Number one, I LOVE polar bears. I think they are adorable and delightful. Now I know I won't become a polar bear if I accomplish this goal, but I do plan on roaring and swiping my p. bear paws as I plunge into the frigid lake waters of MN. I did my research and there is a plunge-a-roo coming up at the end of January. I'm *thisclose* to registering, because I have also tangled a few friends into this delightful tangled web of hypothermia, and I figured if I end up losing a few ears and limbs due to frostbite, and least I won't be alone.
2) I want to learn how to rock climb. I'd be fine with starting off on one of those rock climbing walls that they have at a gym, or at an REI, and then make my way to a canyon that is about ten feet high. Where did I come up with this little diddy, you may be wondering? Well, there is a new commercial on t.v. for a credit card, where this insane woman and her pretend boyfriend climb to the tippy top of a mountain. My first thought was, "What a nut bag." My second thought was, "I would poop my pants if I did that." And then my third and final thought about it was, "I wanna try it." I definitely do not want to climb something that high, but I feel that it is important to do something that scares the crap out of you, at least once, because that's how many times you live, and you might as well enjoy it. So if you happen to venture out to an REI store, and you see a woman swinging like an orangutan on a wall made out of plastic, and her shouting, "Get me doowwwwwwnnnnnnnnnnn!!!!! I just pooped my pants from fear," it's just me, crossing an item off of my "to do" list.
3) I want to learn how to sew and get one of those fancy sewing machines. You see, I am awful at sewing. I had pants hems that have fallen more than Lindsey Lohan on a bender, and I always resort to tape, a stapler, and maybe some Elmer's glue, and for whatever reason, it never really keeps. So I'm feeling crafty, and I want to give it a whirl. Nothing would give me more satisfaction that proving to my Home Ec teacher from twenty years ago that I can indeed use a sewing machine without physically punching it and destroying the bobber.
4) Now this last one is probably on everyone's list this year, but I refuse to call it a "resolution", because like I said before, I feel like I'd be setting myself up for failure. But here it is, my last random act of to do's for 2012 (until the next ridiculous idea comes to mind):
I would like my thighs to not touch. There. I said it. And I mean without the help of Spanx. How glorious would that be to not have to worry about the chub rub? So I'd like to get a treadmill so I can skip myself into a smaller circumference in the privacy of my own home.
There you have it, folks. My List. I'll let you know if I accomplish any of these things. Chances are, pick the most ridiculous one off the list, and that's that one that I'll probably tackle first.
So heres to 2012! May it be a year filled with (intentional) icy plunges, rock climbing gear that rides up your triangle, and smaller thighs! Happy New Year, friends! :0)
