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New Year's Resolutions For Everyone
Published on January 7, 2013 by Sara Foss

Over at the DG, I write about the New Year's resolutions I've made, for myself and others.

Here's an excerpt:

"I usually make a few New Year’s resolutions, and I’ve found that the key to being successful is keeping my goals simple and realistic. I also try to make several resolutions, because partial accomplishment is better than none at all — if I keep one-third of my resolutions, I generally feel pretty good about myself.

However, this year I’ve had trouble coming up with a list of resolutions.

Instead, I’ve been thinking of resolutions for others.

Like my cat Clem.

Lately he’s gotten into the habit of waking me up exactly 30 minutes before my alarm goes off. He does this by meowing piteously, and swatting me in the face with his paw. I have no idea why he acts this way. My theory is that he wants attention and figures I’ve slept enough. Which is a bit rich, considering how much he sleeps.

In any case, I found myself penning Clem’s New Year’s resolution early one morning after his crying snapped me out of a very pleasant slumber: 'I, Clem, will resolve to let my owner sleep as late as she wants for all of 2013.'

I’ve also got a list of resolutions for Congress that I began developing when I realized that the new year was shaping up to be very much like the old one, dominated by battles over the debt ceiling and taxes.

My desire for a clean slate has never been quite as intense as it was on Jan. 1, when I realized that the federal government is operating on some kind of nightmarish, Groundhog Day-like loop, with the same debates and arguments reoccurring every three to five months, with little to no resolution. When I heard about the stalled relief bill for Hurricane Sandy victims, my reaction was not so much outrage as déjà vu. So perhaps Congress could do us all a favor and resolve to become a functional branch of government again. At the very least, they could retire the term 'fiscal cliff,' which I never want to hear again in my life."

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Recent Viewing: Films
Published on January 6, 2013 by Sara Foss

Predators (2010) ***

Tony Takitani (2004) ***1/2

Madagascar: Escape 2 Africa (2008) ***

Moving Midway (2007) ***

Home for the Holidays (1995) **

Hypocrites/Eleanor's Catch (1915) ***


NFL Wild Card Picks
Published on January 3, 2013 by Sara Foss

Over at the DG, I make my NFL Wild Card picks.

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Bonded By Tradition
Published on January 1, 2013 by Sara Foss

Over at the DG, I write about Christmas cookies, gifts and traditions.

Here's an excerpt:

"Because Christmas is a time of tradition, any change to my holiday routine tends to throw me for a loop.

For instance: As soon as I arrived at my parents’ house in Maine, I headed to the refrigerator to grab a handfull of buckeye balls, my favorite Christmas cookie. Buckeye balls are small, chocolate covered balls of peanut butter and sugar, and they are divine. I was actually considering making some this year, but one thing led to another, and I never quite got around to it. Which didn’t strike me as a huge problem, because my mother makes buckeye balls every year, and always gives me some to take home.

But this year, I couldn’t find the buckeye balls.

'Where are the buckeye balls?' I asked, after a search of the refrigerator proved fruitless.

'I decided not to make them this year,' my mother said.

'But they’re my favorite cookie!' I said.

'I warned her,' my father said, as if to imply that this exact conversation was something he had foretold.

'It’s fine,' I said. 'I don’t need buckeye balls. There are plenty of other cookies.'

When my sister Rebecca arrived, she, too, expressed shock at the lack of buckeye balls.

'No buckeye balls!' she gasped. 'Everyone knows that buckeye balls are your favorite cookie!'

'It is a widely known fact,' I agreed.

'Enough,' my mother said. 'I will make buckeye balls. But only half a batch.'

I insisted that this was unnecessary, but of course I was delighted. And when the buckeye balls finally made their appearance, I grabbed several and stuffed them in my mouth. Every time I ate one, it was a reminder of how much my mother loves me."

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