Let’s be honest…

It’s that time of year again – the time when I take pictures of Pete and the cats because it’s too cold to be taking pictures outside (and gets dark too early to have good light inside). 

And now back to your regularly scheduled programming

Here we go…10 on Tuesday!

1. It’s a new year and, of course, everyone is thinking and talking about resolutions. I’ve got some goals for 2009 in my head (and even some on paper), but I really hate the word resolution.

2. My personal goals for 2009: floss daily, eat breakfast daily, exercise three days a week, bring lunch to work four days a week, cook one new recipe each month.

3. I’ve dubbed 2009 the Year of Green…money saving, healthier eating, replacing bad habits with good ones. I don’t know how I got it in my head that I needed a color to associate with this year and my goals, but green jumped to mind immediately. Green is a sign of new growth and fresh beginnings, all the veggies I should be eating, all the money I should be saving…it seemed appropriate.

4. Among the goals in my head: get back on track with regular blog posts (10 on Tuesday, Friday I’m in Love) and start a new one (Thankful Thursdays) to act as a gratitude journal.

5. When I say things like “gratitude journal” it makes me feel even more like a hippy than I usually do. Am I a hippy? I might be…the kind that wears shoes when out in public and takes showers regularly, at least.

6. Emails have been flying around this week about our upcoming vacation to NH, and it makes me hope this month flies by…helllloooo vacation, I cannot wait to see you again!

7. We discovered in the past week that we have weddings on two consecutive days in opposite sides of Wisconsin (Milwaukee, River Falls). I’m hoping we can pull off both with the 5ish hour drive in between. I think it would be fun to drive across WI and count the collapsing barns. It also happens that the Brewers are in town the few days before the Milwaukee wedding, and the Twins are in town the day after the River Falls wedding. I think I see two more ballparks being crossed off the list!

8. Now that it’s officially the end of the holiday season (hope you remembered to leave some wine out for Babaganoush Le Befana tonight!), I’m completely over winter. I don’t need cold unless it’s getting me into the holiday spirit. Or bringing me a beautiful snow storm. 6-8 inches would be perfect, thanks. Otherwise? I’ll take anything over 50 degrees, thanks.

9. I think my flip from “I love the holiday season!” to “I HATE THE COLD” is the reason I’ve been thinking so much about vacations (in February curled up in front of the fireplace, in July/August at baseball games and weddings) the past few days.

10. It is not possible for me to watch Biggest Loser without crying. Or eating something completely unhealthy. 

Experiencing Delays

I was rushing home from work to make it to a resident meeting for our apartment building, so when I caught an Ashmont train right when I stepped on the platform at South Station and then saw a trolley waiting as I came up the stairs at Ashmont I was happy with my T luck. And then the trolley tried to pull out of the station….to no avail. They kicked us off the trolley and then the trolley behind coupled to it and pushed it out while we all stood on the (freezing cold) platform. We could see the next three trolleys lined up on the tracks and at the next stop, but had to wait quite a while for dispatch to give them the okay to actually pull up to the station. 
I don’t know how I’ve come to have such a zen approach to the T, but delays like this don’t phase me. Everyone else on the platform grumbled, stomped their feet, made comments to each other about how they could see the next trolley and why wasn’t it moving, or made calls on their cell to complain to someone at home about it. Me? I was happy reading my magazine, and then put it away for a bit to take some photos. You know this is significant because I was also standing in the freezing cold and I still wasn’t complaining!

Beware of Attack Cat

Barley is notoriously not cuddly. As a kitten, Pete and Jamie played with him by wrestling with him and as a result he’s grown into a little attack cat. When he does choose to cuddle, he climbs into your lap (often while you’re trying to play video games or use your laptop – NEVER when you’re lap is empty) and then purrs his heart out while you pet him. Once he’s lulled you into a false sense of security, then he strikes. And holds on. Pete must have sat like this for at least 90 seconds while I grabbed the camera and got this shot.

Bathing Beauty

This spot next to the TV is one of the only places in our apartment that gets direct sun in the afternoon, and the cats took some turns hanging out there throughout the weekend. It works out well if you’re sitting on the right side of the couch and need something to stop the glare from bouncing off the media console while you play Kung Fu Panda.