Happy New Year's Eve!

I don't know if I've used either of these pictures on a blog before, but I was looking through my collection for another photo and just thought I'd post them. No reason, just a whim.

I probably need to listen to my whims more. Perhaps that should be my New Year's resolution for 2009. Listen to your inner voice, your conscience, your gut instincts. The funny thing is, if I do listen to them, they're hardly ever wrong. I'm sure I do it when I write, because when something pops into my head, it goes straight to my typing fingers. Sometimes it's only good for me, but sometimes others like it, too. I wonder if Van Gogh painted this scene on a whim. I liked it well enough to buy a print of it to go on the wall in my bathroom when it was remodeled. I was going with an Italian theme, and it turned out well. It's also one of the first times I ever put that many components together in one room. I'm not a decorator normally, but this time, I actually looked for specific things, and it worked. There again, it was a gut instinct.

I think my other resolution should be to get more exercise. I went to my riding lesson on Tuesday morning, came home exhausted and slept in the afternoon because I was supposed to go to work. I was standing in the shower thinking about how bad I felt when the phone rang. It was Rita, wanting to know if I'd like to be on call. My body screamed "YES!!!" But I know that going to work is probably better for me than going to bed, just like riding was better than sitting at my desk. It takes me hitting rock bottom to get me started, and you'd think I would learn eventually, but I don't. I'm like most people that way; I have good intentions, but suddenly, the day is over and somehow that walk or exercise session never happened.

I guess this guy is here to remind me that if I ever want the female version of a body like his, I need to get off my ass more. Or get a body transplant. The funny thing is, I seem to get more hits on this blog when I post a recipe. Don't think I'd get very many for posting an exercise routine, but you never know, do you?

I should probably write more about my books on this blog since I'm doing this primarily to promote them, and I will from time to time, but I also like to talk about nothing, which is probably the category this post would fall under. Sometimes nothing is good. Clears the mind and frees the spirit--at least, I think it does. Men have a "Nothing Box" according to some guy on YouTube. If you've never watched it, you should. It's called "A Tale of Two Brains." Anyway, basically it says that women's brains are all connected, which is why we're always thinking about something and are better at multi-tasking, but men's brains are like a series of boxes; highly specific and exclusive, which is why men can focus on tasks or concepts for more prolonged periods--you know, rockets to the moon and gravity, that sort of thing. However, whenever men get the chance, their nothing box is where they want to be.
Wish I had one.

P.S. Robin, if this guy isn't hot enough for you, I recommend adding a little of this--also a great diet tip. 0% fat, calories, and protein, not as hot as regular Tabasco sauce, and it makes anything taste good!