New Year but not so new resolutions

I am not really the type of person to have a New Year's resolution.  If I find I need to work on something, I start working on it immediately whether it is January 1st, August 12th, or October 30th. A little over a year ago I decided I should probably take better care of my teeth so I have a nice smile even in my old age, so I started making an effort to floss more.  So intruiging, I know.

A couple months ago I decided, after a casual comment from my husband, that I should spend a little more effort getting dolled up more often.  (No, no all you men hater, he did not say anything mean.  I was done up for a party or something and it was a compliment that made me want to try harder).

Being a new mom has had it's challenges and "me time" and a beauty regimen have definitely taken a backseat... oh who are we kidding it's not even in the car... it might be precariously tried to the roof with some twine or dental floss. But in the last month I've tried really hard to pull my hair up in a bun or pony tail less often and actually try to do things with my hair.  Vain, petty, lame, yes, I'm aware but here we are folks... this is the blog.

an effort to do my hair?

Anyway, I've been thinking about if I DID have a resolution, what would I want to work on? After an upsetting evening a couple weeks ago, I realized I need (and want) to be nicer.  That sounds kind of dumb writing it down but I don't want to be considered a mean person or b*tch.  I've known many people who after leaving them I feel drained, embarrassed by relentless sarcasm and just annoyed.  I know I have times when I am probably like that too. I would rather be the type of person that when people leave me they feel happier having spent some time with me.

Adi has been this amazing gift in my life that has made me a happier and better person.  I find myself smiling like a dork in the middle of the grocery store because of this adorable little babe.  My cheeks hurt more often and I think that's a good thing.   Obviously I can't make people smile the way this kiddo can, but I would hope I could spread a little joy.  

Anyway, after my husband just walked in the room and started teasing me... I think I'll just go back to blogging about my cute kid.

Happy 2013!