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What a blissful, well-spent week this has been. Nothing has been written due to my willingness to relax and do nothing. The fire has been rekindled under my butt and I am prepared to be running from it for the next sixteen weeks, I will begin counting down the sleeps until spring break very soon I am sure.

New Year’s Eve was beyond perfect, even the recovery was worth the experience. I celebrated my one-year anniversary with many of the same dancers and dreamers that I joined last year.

The slow, morning car ride home was somewhat shadowed by the sleepy, drifting, wanderings of my mind and the first day of this new year was enjoyed with good friends, quiet time and a great movie. I look forward to continuing the tradition in… 361 sleeps!

A wise whizard suggested that I do not make ‘new year resolutions’, instead I should make choices for myself and follow through on them for their usefulness alone:
This year (drum roll)

Who do I want to be?
A woman who is strong, happy, and healthy. Someone who is close to their family and who is always making new friends (and accepting such people to the highest degree, without doubt or question).

Who do I want to become?
-a fire spinner
-a teacher
-a burner

In the 2004 edition of my beautiful pink and blue blog I have also added the following, to be filled in with each entry:

today I would most like to *squeeze*
Lello’s James, Mary, Shan, James, Amara, Steve and Chelsie

Posted by Sheena at January 4, 2004 09:56 PM