New Year's Resolutions....

I know I made some resolutions in November, but I've already forgotten what most of them were, so I guess it is time to make some new resolutions that I'll forget in six weeks. 'Tis the season!

So, what is going to be important enough for me to make a goal about, but not so important that I actually have to achieve that goal?

1. Make some money. Since I left the cosmetics biz in February, I haven't actually earned any money. I was not working for some time and anyone who has started a business knows that the first six months aren't really the time to draw a salary. Pretty soon, though, I'd like to be able to deposit some money in my account and then immediately blow it on shoes and personal-care items. (Like eyeshadow. And chardonnay.)

2. Lose some weight. I've pretty much beaten this dead horse, but the funny thing is that this was my resolution last year and I weigh exactly the same now that I did a year ago. Super. I guess the silver lining is that I didn't GAIN any weight.

3. Stop messing with my hair. Every time I get depressed about my weight or life situation, I dye my hair. I need to give my hair a break so it will grow out instead of falling out. So, nothing but fresh highlights every couple of months. Seriously. I mean it this time.

4. Work out at least 30 minutes a day. Wii Fit counts. Power drinking doesn't.

5. Be nicer to Big Smelly Dog. It isn't his fault he's big and smelly. I have channel all that disgust and frustration at the reason we have Big Smelly Dog - Tony. Won't he be thrilled?

6. See my friends more. The last eight months have been largely hibernation for Tony and me. We both need a little more fresh air and a little less alone-time. So, brace yourselves, Friends of Lacy. I'm coming out!

7. Let go of the fact that I haven't accomplished the things I wanted to before I turned 30. So what if I haven't published a book, become famous or married Hugh Jackman? I have a blog, a few people know who I am and I married a guy who is willing to put on the Wolverine costume whenever I ask nicely. Things could be worse, for sure. I still have a Master's degree, a lovely home and a business that is starting to take off. Perhaps 30 is the new 20 and I'll accomplish all my goals before I'm 40. Except the Hugh Jackman thing. That might upset Tony. And then he'll stop wearing the Wolverine suit.

So there we have it. Check back with me in six weeks and see how many of these I actually remember.