Happy New Year!

When I was a little girl, I loved fact-filled compendia. I devoured The Book of Lists and The Guiness Book of World Records. I scoured almanacs, collections of trivia, and a whole series of folklore books for children. I used to dog my mother and my teachers with my recitations of superstitions, incantations (for lovers, against warts), and riddles.

Somewhere amidst all this trivia, I read that, rather than simply making resolutions, it’s a good idea to actually spend a little time doing each of the activities you resolve to do more of in the coming year. Surely a good idea.

And somehow, yesterday, I managed to do almost that: I took a long walk down to the Hudson, I did a yoga DVD (with my older daughter). (May I just say that the Yoga ABCs DVD includes some poses that, while easy for four-year-olds, have me in some pain today? Next time, I’ll be skipping “C for Caterpillar” and “I for Iguana”…) I read a little. We had friends over for dinner and actually cooked together—something I’ve always wanted to do. We tried new meats (rabbit!), new recipes, and it all felt very decadent and festive.

Now, with deadlines looming, I can do little more than list all that lies, undone, before me. Still, it was a festive and promising start. Fingers crossed….