I just wanted to let you know that this standing up straight resolution is going really, really well. I've been a slouch offender since mid-pregnancy in 2008 when my boobs started looking more like grapefruits than clementines. And it's been downhill every since then (for both my boobs and my posture.) Anyway, I'm pretty pleased. And I know that the true test of a resolution comes a month or so in when the initial optimism of the new year has worn off, but I'm celebrating early. In fact, I may even be tempted to make more resolutions. Maybe that's the trick - rather than committing to a whole slew of pies in the sky that are too hard to juggle at once, I should take it one thing at a time and master that before I add anything else. Baby steps. Like my baby :)
And really, what harm is there even if all the pies I throw up there come crashing down on my face? I fucking love pie. My horoscope for this month ended by saying "In all ways, life is getting better and better." Thank you Susan Miller. I hope you're right.