New Year's Day. A day that deserves capitalization, a day of reflection both on the past & present. Just as a televised prime-time Super Bowl tournament brings with it some of the most expensive commercials of the year, New Year's Day on the Food Network proved to be a deluge of premium-priced ads from Weight Watchers, Total Gym & Nicoderm. And while it's not that I haven't been googling "smoking cessation acupuncture" lately, & having guilt pangs about my newly purchased 200 lb treadmill we drunkenly lugged up the stairs with my x-mas bonus & have used three times. I have been challenged to use it thirty times in ninety days or else I have to bring it back--but truth is, I am too lazy to even think about dealing with getting it back down from the narrow meat locker of a room it sits in upstairs.
Everyone likes a clean start & that is why I think we put so much stock in the first day of a new, but brief era. A break from the past, we are able to refocus our energies & own up to our inner-demons, with supposed renewed energy after the OND (October November December madness as it's called in the retail trade) has come to pass. Perhaps a lament of lovers & friends lost, these days Auld Lang Syne is a cheery swaying tune that looks forward to a shiny future. The basic message is--things change.
Thinking back on the first year of married life & blogging life, I know I've got a lot to learn about both. This year, I hope to bring my incredible husband into the fold & put ideas into his own words. And I think you, the reader, if you stay with this adventure, have a lot to look forward to... I send out a hearty cheers to you who read my ramblings, but if I ever got a book deal, every first page would be dedicated to Ken, the man & chef who I never dreamed of finding and makes my world complete. May we combine our talents together in 2007 & make you hungrier than ever for good food & writing!!!