The ongoing Gwen Bell “Best of 2009″ idea continues with: Resolution you wish you’d stuck with. (You know, there’s always next year…)
I don’t really like making “resolutions” because they are pretty much destined to fail. Even a small thing like re-naming them “goals” helps a lot. I have found that maybe making a list with just “2010″ written across the top is a perfectly good start. I have found that by breaking it up into seasons, like with my drawing lists , it becomes more manageable and more doable.
But something I didn’t do this year that I wanted to was going to the lake at night. Midnight Tea Party, skipping stones, whatever, I just wanted to go this year and I failed at doing that. Ah well.
Laugh. What was your biggest belly laugh of the year?
- My sister in law’s boob birthday cake (got for her by my mother) and my brother commenting when we all took our first bite,
“This doesn’t taste like boob…”
Almost every sketch on that mitchell and webb look season 1
“Are we the baddies?”
Those are just off the top of my head, but I always like to laugh incredibly hard at least once a day. Lightheardness is my main M.O.
The ongoing “Best of 2009″ idea continues with: Stationery. When you touch the paper, your heart melts. The ink flows from the pen. What was your stationery find of the year?
Usually I want to write so I don’t forget things, so I just grab whatever I can get my hands on. I usually jazz it up by using aesthetically pleasure magazines pages and my typewriter, but the only stationery I have been dying to have is airmail. I love the airmail’s simple design, so i am constantly on the lookout for envelopes, pages and even labels. I also love all the correspondence on the Letter Writers Alliance/16 Sparrows website, but I usually don’t have the money to get some.
The ongoing “Best of 2009″ idea continues with: Insight or aha! moment. What was your epiphany of the year?
My aha! Moment was slow coming.
It happened a bunch of little times, but it only really dug home when I was checking in with my inside people (I love that phrase now, btw) Christmas Eve and realized The Universe has been telling me, little by little, one thing this year.
the travel bag of the century. le swoon.
Travel. Travel light, travel often, and travel with care. With so many people scared about the economy and how they are going to survive without money, us people with jobs have to take stock of what is important – truly important – in our lives. And everyone is different in what is important to them.
Cable? No, cable is not something I need in my life. Netflix is all I will ever need.
More “stuff?” Well, that is to be determined by how much old stuff I can get rid of; but probably not.
I have decided to be more active in pursuing…well, motion. Even if it is only across town, I want to travel and discover something new and magical. I am through with sitting idly by while my daydreams take up my whole day. I want to pick up and go. A weekend at a time.
p.s. Gwen Bell’s aha! moment is pretty comforting. I’m not the only one who ties her sense of self to piles. I also think it’s adorable she calls her piles “hutches.”