Happy Year of the Tiger

December 2009 was a bit if a doozy, so I decided to take a break.  It was time to sit snug, and enjoy the post-holiday season.  It takes a lot for me to rest, I'm always afraid that I'll miss something, certain that I should be doing more rather than less.  But my body started off the new year needing sleep, so I gave in.

And I'm so glad I did.  It's not like I spent the time doing positively nothing.  I just spent the month and a half not pressuring myself to do things:  I did what I wanted, when I wanted.  And it's been glorious. In years past, January and February endlessly plodded along.  This year the days seem to pass a little too quickly.

What I have I been up to?  Oh, lots.  I've actually managed to hold to my New Year's resolutions.  I joined the local YMCA and work out regularly.  Contacts with friends have been strengthened, with a couple of long weekends away.  We're eating healthy and cut down on the booze (not that there was a lot to begin with),  I caught up on my reading lists and those movies I've been meaning to watch.

Not bad all around.  My haitus ended with a spectacular New Year's celebration on Sunday.  We celebrated the Year of the Tiger in Chinatown, something I've never done before.   You can see the photos here.  What a perfect way to start the new year - twice.