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December 20, 2012


As most of you know, a year ago I started the 2012 project as a response to feeling really sad about a bucket list that was going nowhere. You can read about that here.

To some degree, I was successful. I tried to be a good wife, worked hard on a book, ran every day for a month, went a month without Internet, tried eating a plant based diet, saw Coldplay, chopped off my hair, threw a costume party, and wrote a manifesto. It was fun.

At other times I was a major fail. I changed goals, skipped entire months (March and September), and accidentally ate chicken masala (June). I was human, I was lazy, I was myself.

It was a fun experiment. I pushed myself and tried to have a good time. Mostly I just wanted to cross a few things off a list. Done.

I am sad about December. I was scheduled to go to three separate NYC flash mobs and each one was interrupted by events beyond my control. This latest one was on Tuesday, but I’m filming a birth and this baby is 6 days late and counting and I didn’t want to be far away. If it sounds like I’m complaining, I’m not. Babies being born > flashmobs. No contest. But don’t be surprised if I create my own little flashmob in the middle of your living room before the new year. SURPRISE.

Full disclosure, all year I imagined getting to the end of December and writing an epic post about what an incredible journey it’s been. I pictured dramatic music and maybe a little slideshow. But really, there’s no need. You’ve been with me every step of the way, encouraging me to cut my hair and giving me running tips. Thank you for that.

If I learned anything from this year, it’s that telling everyone you’re going to do something is the fastest way to not want to do something. Except see Coldplay. That was pure awesome.

Here’s to 2013 and everything it brings.

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For last year’s words belong to last year’s language 
And next year’s words await another voice.
And to make an end is to make a beginning.
-T.S. Eliot, “Little Gidding”


You can see all the 2012 project posts here.


November 28, 2012

Manifesto: a written statement declaring publicly the intentions, motives, or views of its issuer.

My goal in life is to become Tina Fey and then slowly transition to Maggie Smith. I believe I can achieve this by doing three things: pursuing greatness, expecting surprise, and surrounding myself with the kind of people who snort laugh over absurdity but also know the value of impeccably delivered wit.

I will never be the kind of person who prioritizes a clean kitchen sink or an organized day planner. I only work hard at the things I really care about, like my marriage, my son, writing, and friendship. I wish the list included things like exercise, housework, and mod podge, but it doesn’t. And ever since Waylon was born, I’ve let that go. I’m never going to be my sister-in-law who plans her meals weeks ahead of time and doesn’t sit down during the day because that would be lazy. I’m never going to have a handmade quilt on my bed or a well kept garden in the backyard. Instead, I spend hours a day writing things no one will ever read. If that’s a waste of time, then I like wasting time. My mantra is let what you love be what you do.

When it comes to romance, I don’t believe in soulmates. I don’t believe in love at first sight. I don’t think there is one perfect person floating around in the universe just waiting to buy you diamonds and bring you breakfast in bed. I also don’t think marriage is synonymous with forever. I want it to be, but no marriage is fool-proof. Anyone is capable of anything, good and bad. If you’re wondering whether or not you should marry someone, consider how they chew their food. Can you live with that the rest of your life? If the answer is no, better not risk it.

As for religion, I believe in God. I believe in Jesus. I believe if we threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else’s, we’d grab ours back and say a prayer of thanks. I do not believe in low fat cream cheese or speaking before 8am.

Regarding absolute truths, I’m mostly gray. Black and whites are rarely what they seem.

There are some things I fiercely oppose. Like capital punishment and bullying and the misuse of “your.” I also think swearing is stupid unless it’s funny and that brushing your teeth in front of someone else is just awful.

My greatest fear for my children is that they will peak in high school. Also, motorcycles.

I believe every person needs someone they can say absolutely anything to. Otherwise you’re bottling up a lot of repressed fart confessions and that’s just not good for digestion.

In general, I think we often confuse bad luck with bad choices. The truth of it is–we are exactly where we have chosen to be.

I refuse to be one of those people who blame age for ignorance. I also refuse to be one of those people who says things like, “We don’t eat dessert in our house.” Those people are the worst. As a rule, speaking your opinion is 99% less effective than living it. Agenda pushers, take a few deep breaths. I know you love breastfeeding and kale. I’ve heard you say it one million times.

We live in a universe of sickness, greed, inflated egos, hatred, and incredible suffering. On paper, I am a self professed skeptic, but the truth is–I believe we are capable of great kindness. History repeats itself with heroes, and that includes former bullies, cheaters, and thieves. We are all fighting the same battle. We are all connected through an invisible thread. All the cliches about love are mostly true. In its truest sense, love always wins in the end.