New years are always so promising.
They generate similar feelings as that of holding a newborn (note, I
said **holding** the newborn, not having the newborn). 2012—
untainted and full of undiscovered potential. For me, I will be
graduating and promptly leaving the country. So there’s that. But
everyone is going to have new adventures, which will no doubt
make excellent facebook updates that I for one cannot wait to
read.
And yes, I am one of those people–I like to make New Year’s
Resolutions. However, this year, instead of focusing on what I
should change, I want to focus on what I’d love to keep the
same.
I’ll start with my mom.
She is awesome. Somehow my mom manages to be pretty much
whatever we need her to be at that moment —a sounding board, a
problem-solver, a euchre partner. Her philosophy is that it is okay
to watch Scrooge any day of the week, but when December 26 rolls
around, the Christmas tree is coming down. My mom is a great
cook, she just has other things to do with her time. I love that in
our family, an apple pie is considered a serving of fruit. Worthy
lifetime talent: We have perfected the Ghirardelli brownie.
My dad is a rare breed of man. He is probably part vampire, now
that I think about it. He runs on minimal sleep, and he can sleep
with his eyes open so as to appear like he is still participating in the
family’s activities. He's the type of guy who will spend an entire day
(while recovering from knee surgery) labeling the breaker box so
that if the lights were to go off when he wasn’t there, my mom,
sisters, and I would know what to do. His mindfulness and
practicality make us laugh all the time. I have yet to meet
anyone who measures up to him. Direct quote: “How would you
like to be the first bulldozer up this volcano?”
My two sisters are pretty cool. Kind of like the Tower of Babel, we
had to move to separate states to help control the world's
collective Level of Amazing. Our lives are a sitcom that only we
find funny. Guess you have to be there. Our kindergarten teacher
described us this way—If there was a puddle on the ground, Justine
would walk around it, I would jump over it, and Megan would stomp
right through it. Sister highlight: Getting locked in Runyon Canyon
in California. “Maybe the neighboring house has a key.” “The gate
leaves an emergency contact…” “Is this real life?”
I have a hard time imagining 2012 without my wolfpack.
My cup runneth over
Did anyone make any cool New Year's Resolutions? Or uncool. They could be uncool, too.
