New, New Year's Resolution

This year, I am not going to make the same New Year's resolution, "Try and lose weight." It is not like it has been working for me anyways. Infact, it seems to be the opposite. Maybe I should say, "This year I want to gain 20 pounds!" Then maybe I would lose weight. No, with my luck I would finally accomplish a goal.

Yesterday, my Uncle gave me a nice compliment and said I was our family's, Erma Bombeck. Well, I was flattered. But I honestly did not know what Erma Bombeck wrote about. I just knew my mom really liked her books. So last night I got on the web and read quite a bit about her. WOW!! What a funny and wonderful lady. (Larry, thanks for the compliment, but I am no Erma Bombeck.)

After a long year of ups and downs, I have decided that my new year's resolution is going to be "Enjoy Life More!"

Erma Bombeck wrote a poem and after reading it last night, it just solidified my resolve to enjoy life more. Here is the poem:

IF I HAD MY LIFE TO LIVE OVER - by Erma Bombeck

"I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren't there for the day.
I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.

I would have talked less and listened more.

I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained or the sofa faded.

I would have eaten the popcorn in the 'good' living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.

I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.

I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.

I would have sat on the lawn with my children and not worried about grass stains.

I would have cried and laughed less while watching television and more while watching life.

I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn't show soil, or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.

Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.

When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, "Later. Now go get washed up for dinner."

There would have been more "I love you's." More "I'm sorry's."

But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute, look at it and really see it , live it and never give it back."

Erma, thanks for leaving us with that great advice!

P.S. After reading some of her famous quotes, I was so relieved to find out no one has ever died from sleeping in an unmaid bed! Sheesh, I cannot tell you what a relief that is to me ; O)