Hey! It’s my birfday!

Didja know that? Of course you did, dear reader. You keep up on these sorts of things!

55? Jeebus. I can’t drive it (h/t Sammy Hagar) and I surely don’t want to be it but it is what it is (as the kids say).

So, to celebrate, let’s have a catch-up meme-0-rama, mmkay? (You can read the June 2009 version of this meme by clicking this very link!)

Here we go!

I can’t

• de-clutter the house by myself
• stop watching “Jane the Virgin” (LOVE this show!)
• wean myself off pop-tarts (they’re not even good! What is my deal?)
• bear to sit on the couch we have in the front room for another winter
• even get into hockey any more (and that gives me a sad)

But I can

• almost, kinda-sorta cook (I even asked for prep bowls for my birthday. Clearly, insanity is around the corner.)
• binge-watch JtV eps on Netfilx for hours
• admire my beautiful ring that now fits perfectly
• read PJ’s mind most of the time (it’s not hard: food, out, treats, bone, Lily)
• take small comfort in Zippy’s nightime rituals where he snuggles up for about 5 minutes before it’s  time to bite me and get tossed off the bed

I won’t

• be moving from this house any time this year (dammit)
• judge myself constantly (more like intermittent judgery)
• have more that 4 cups of coffee per day (3 is my usual)
• eat chocolate cake for my birthday (or will I?)
• ever ever ever give up my internets

But I will

• not spend as much time online as I have been (it makes me bummed out and sluggish)
• get a focus for my business (I actually have one, sorta) and am sticking with it for all of 2016 (hold me to this, 3 peeps)
• cross my fingers for a new house in the near future
• dream that it’s by the water
• want it to be in an area with stores and Starbucks and people to do stuff with

I shouldn’t

• fall down in a ditch so much
• eat pretzels and pop tarts as often as I do
• go to bed so late
• take glee at the implosion going on in the Republican party (we’re all one, right? :) Yes, yes we are. No glee shall be had.)
• wish Zippy’s kitten joy away (even if it’s markedly different than the rest of the house. That’s what he’s here for – he’s a joy-bringer and he does it really well!)

And I should

• be glad he chose us for reasons we may never know
• take the rest of these books to the hospice store sometime this year
• be overjoyed that my friends from ye olde place of employ took me to lunch and brought me gifts and flowers (and I am!)
• quit scrolling through the Facebook feed to find something interesting to read (it ain’t there)
• get my fat butt back to the gym sooner rather than later