Again, I have no resolutions (other than the daily one to be more patient with my kids). However, I feel it very important to wish everyone here in our Blogosphere a year full of health, happiness, and peace. I hope we all can at least be healthy enough to work and play, have people in our lives to love and to love us, and make enough money to pay for our necessities as well as a few fun things, too.
    I hope the year 2005 brings great music, art, movies, and healthy babies born to happy and grateful parents. I'd love to see peace this year, even if I don't have much hope for it right now. I pray that people suffering in the world can find help and strength, or at the very least a peaceful and painless end.
    I wish for Brad & Jen to work out their perceived problems, and for paparazzi journalism to die the death it deserves so that we stop bugging people like Brad & Jen (who frankly seem pretty darned nice for rich pretty people). I hope George Bush, Donald Rumsfeld, Dick Cheney et al get a nasty wakeup call from the Ghosts of Poor Political Decisions Past, but that said wakeup call doesn't mean a horrible price to pay for innocent people.
    I hope I reach my weight goal this year, without too much more vomiting. (I've been trying not to blog about that; e-me if you have questions.) This year, I'd like to do fun things with my kids that bring them happy memories, build on my relationship with my husband, show my parents how much I love them, and make new friends.
    I'd like to take a family portrait - one that includes me - and proudly hang it in my home.
    In 2005, my husband will turn 40, I will turn 35, Jacob will turn 5, and Danny will turn 3. DH and I will have been married for nine years and together for 10. I will (possibly) hit my 4-year anniversary with my employer (only one more year for the Tiffany picture frame and 10% increase in my employee discount). Jacob will enter kindergarten, and therefore be turned over to the graces of the public school system (G-d help us all). Danny will probably start talking back, although with any luck, not nearly as much as Jake tries to. We'll move out of the city this year, which means I'll be away from after-hours bars, 24-hour grocery stores and gas stations for the first time in 13 years.
    I hope my husband gets a full-time job, so we can stop panicking about the inconsistency of self-employment. I'd like to give the nanny another raise, or at least make a significant donation to her grandson's education. I'd like to give more money to charity if we can.
    I wish I'll be able to do things that make people feel good this year. I'd like to depend less on therapy and psychopharmacology, and more on my own building strength.
    As DH would say, "Warmest personal regards" to you all. Please have a safe and happy new year.