I'm not sure about resolutions. They are fun to make, but not very likely to keep. At least for me.

There are things that I would like to know, to change, to embrace. Maybe this next year will be that for me. I look back and see some pretty big deals that happened in 2010. My long divorce finally became a reality. I also got married. I know. I love a man that is a pleasure.

I danced a victory jig with Honey, Bradley, Andrew, Kam, and Evan in front of the UF band. After we won. That was a great one. This also solidified Honey's LSU fan status. 4 down....Bellie is next.

I have found out that my mind is complicated. A little obsessive. I already knew this, but I was hoping with age it would get easier. Not.

I am the jealous type. Yeah, I said it. You probably are, too. I realize it has to do with this notion that I don't cut it, but whatever. I need to cut it....

I want to make more money. I want my kids' needs to be met without having to grovel to people with a million bad excuses. I will twist and turn and morph into all sorts of things to make it good for people. But don't f#*k with my kids. I am currently looking forward to meeting a particular woman, a mom, that thought it would be ok to openly malign one of my sons....I will meet her. She and I will have a moment. I get all tingly just thinking about it.

I want to be whatever I am without hesitation. Take it or leave it. I have been what everybody wants for so long. All things to all people, and that is good.  But I'm here, too.

I want a non crushable spirit. I am out here. Exposed. A 45 year old little girl. Oh well.