2013

Three resolutions:

1. Get serious about taking care of my family and me.

By this, I don't mean scheduling in massages and pedicures (although that would be nice).  I mean, this year, I need to get serious about taking care of my health.  I'm not talking about having to lose 20 pounds or going on some stupid diet.  In fact, I quite like my body with its curves, and I find myself feeling more and more comfortable in my own skin as I get older.  I do, however, need to make lifestyle changes that I can stick with for, well, life.

I want to eat less meat.  The more I read about it, the less I want it.  My husband, a pure meat-and-potatoes guy, is on board with this one, and my 4 year old eats nothing, so we're good.  I'm not about to go cold turkey (pardon the pun), because I love my crispy bacon as much as the next guy, but I'm thinking of reducing meat to once or twice a week.  So send your vegetarian recipes my way!

I want my husband to be healthy.  His thyroid cancer diagnosis was a smack in the face.  I want to make sure that he's rid of this stupid disease forever.  He's having the second half of his thyroid removed in February, and I'll be with him every step of the way.  A big ol' "fuck you" to cancer in 2013!


2.  Make changes to improve the quality of life for my family and me.

I lived in Australia for four years.  No one functions at a slower pace of life than Australians do.  Maybe it's the weather, maybe it's the laid-back attitude, but Australians live a far different life than we do.  And hands down, their quality of life kicks the ass of ours.

There's a serious take-away from this. 

I love Canada, don't get me wrong.  I grew up in Toronto, and spent some time in Ottawa before moving to Australia.  Toronto is my home, and I absolutely love this city.  There is, however, this attitude in North America that if your car isn't fancy enough, if your house isn't big enough, if your clothes aren't expensive enough, if your children aren't perfect enough, you're not worthy.  Everyone is working harder, spending harder, living harder - and I can't keep up.  I don't want this for me.  I don't want this for my children. 

For 2013, I vow to slow down.  I vow to not care what other people think.  "Stuff" should never define us.  I'm definitely guilty of wanting nice things, but that has to change, because it'll never.be.enough.

That giant, bright blue station wagon parked out on the driveway?  Mine!  Yep, it's not that BMW X1 that I covet, but it's mine and it's perfect for us.

I rather slow down and enjoy my children while they're young.  My family will always always always come before work, before petty shit, before anything and everything. 

What's the point, otherwise?


3.  Take more time for the little things in life.

Napping.

Baking with my children.

Cooking my mother's Greek food.

Date nights with my hubby.

Reconnecting with God.

Cuddling with my dog.

Enjoying my coffee. 

Spending more time outdoors.

Writing. 


So, ok, I've masked this as three simple resolutions, but there's really, like, 25 things here.  Eeek!  I'll do my best.

For 2013, I wish you all a year of continued love, health, and happiness. 



Suzanne