Well folks, its that time of the world again, when stories of the apocalypse are preached from the superstitious and mocked by the cynical. Yes, 2012 is the year where the Mayan god of time, Quetzalcoatl, will return and start a new era.
It’s only fitting that this would be the year I get married. It only makes sense to celebrate the love of the century with an end-of-the-world bash.
Since this may very well be my last year on earth…I might as well live it up. Here I offer to my fellow mortals, my last year resolutions.
1. Stop taking everything so personally- Maybe…if the world revolved around me, I should take every off comment, eyebrow raise, or whisper as an indication that I have done something wrong. Since the wold clearly doesn’t revolve around the planet Holly, turns out, very few people care about what I do and the mistakes I make. The only one who really cares is me, so learn and move on.
2. Enjoy every minute: OOOO we all knew there would be some cliches…just because this is my last new year’s resolution doesn’t mean I can’t be corny as hell. That’s right, choose that dinner that is $1.00 more expensive, eat the ice cream and go for a run later. It’s all about balance, and lord knows when QC (my new nickname for the serpent lord who is coming to destroy humanity)comes for me, I don’t want to be hungry or grumpy. I’m going out totally full and satisfied.
3. Take in the natural world: At our rate of pumping pollution into the environment, we will be lucky to even make it to the winged-serpents destruction. Get out there and hug some trees, appreciate the green grass and talk to the wildlife….well, maybe don’t talk to wildlife. People will think you are crazy, and so will the wildlife…again endangering your life prior to the end of all life.
That’s it boys and girls, my fantastically sarcastic and mostly real goals for 2012.
Thought I would share the things on my mind this week: